We arrived at the restaurant we’d be having lunch. I didn’t write down the name though. It seemed to be full of many tour groups, at least at lunch, it was fantastic! All homemade food, served family style. The views were beautiful.
We started with bruschetta, meats, cheeses, veggies, potato salad, beans and it seemed to go on and on and on! Huge bowls of food! Wine of course was also served! Then we had four types of homemade pasta! Gnocchi, cannelloni, ravioli, and a fusilli type pasta. And if that wasn’t enough we had five or six different types of desserts brought out. Again they said they were all homemade. They were fantastic.
And of course, dessert wouldn’t be complete without a shot of Limoncello! We are now in the Amalfi Coast right? Salute!
Checking out that perfect view!
Tummy’s very satisfied…we piled back in the van for another twisty, curvy drive into Positano. The jewel of the Amalfi Coast. Approaching this town, I see where this nickname comes from.
And as we parked the van and started to walk into this town, I totally understand the name. It is indeed a jewel! I’m sure it’s an expensive one at that though! We had about an hour to explore. Surly not enough time. Just a total tease! Paolo told us we could either walk down to the beach, or up into the streets. We all decided to walk down to the beach.
This was for sure one of those places where you guessed it…”I LOVED THIS PLACE!”…I would want to come back to here for sure. John Steinbeck wrote "Positano bites deep. It is a dream place that isn't quite real while you are are there and becomes beckoningly real after you are gone". I have found this to be so true for me! I would love to take some serious time here just strolling through all of the streets and shops! And then go to the other towns. There were so many flowers and it was so alive and bright! Not to mention that the sea was right here! Heavenly!
So, we got to the water and Alex and Megan got their feet wet.
Getting her feet wet ended up to be a major trauma for Megan. Now she had black, rocky pebbles in her shoes. Agh! The beach itself is not a nice sandy beach like someone from the East Coast of the US might be used to and those rocky pebbles were making her go crazy! They wouldn’t come off and she couldn’t find anywhere to wash her feet. We finally found a restroom and she was able to rinse them a bit and she finally calmed down and realized that, no buying NEW shoes here in Positano would not solve the problem – her feet still were covered in the rocky sand – the new shoes would get dirty anyway! All was calm again!
We resumed our day and strolled back up the steep hill....
Where Mimi stopped to do a bit of shopping....
and then we finally met up with Paolo to continue our day, which no, it wasn't even over yet!