Saturday, May 23, 2009

The day of the Big MisAdventure!

May 23

So today started as another beautiful day on the Amalfi coast. We enjoyed a relaxing breakfast with panoramic views from our hotel’s breakfast area before commencing our journey.

Breakfast


We walked into Amalfi and immediately purchased a 24 hour bus pass, 6 euro per person for unlimited travel along the Amalfi coast. So we loaded the next bus to Ravello, a highlight of the Amalfi coast high up in the mountains with breathtaking views of the towns and sea below. There wasn’t a lot to do in Ravello, we mostly just walked around and enjoyed the view, and did a little shopping. The coast area has beautiful pottery made right here, hand painted, so I felt compelled to make a purchase (Richard was thrilled). So I bought a small serving dish and a matching wine service set, with lemons painted on them, since the coast is covered with them.

Ravello, IT


We bused back down and made plans for the remainder of our day. It was about noon when we returned to Amalfi, and we decided we had plenty of time to take a picnic lunch to the beach. So we went into town and purchased an array of meats, some cheese, fresh baked bread, a bottle of wine, some chips, a bottle of water, some strawberries and cherries, and two Bacci for dessert, all for only 16euro! What a deal! But then Richard had to lug it all up the hill to the hotel and then down the infamous 455steps.

Beach Picnic


So despite our sore muscles from yesterday’s trip to the beach, we decided to try again, because it was Saturday and all the beaches were extremely crowded. The journey down was pretty easy, but we were terribly hot and took a quick dip in the Med before eating. We enjoyed our picnic and spent the rest of the afternoon on the beach.


We SLOWLY made our way up the stairs, and got cleaned up for our evening adventure. We hopped on a bus for Positano around 1745 from just outside our hotel, which was incredibly convenient. The plan being to walk around the town a while, have dinner, and then return to the hotel… When vacationing in a foreign country plans often fall apart!

The bus that we were on was ultimately bound for Sorrento but made two stops in Positano. Unfortunately, we weren’t really paying full attention and had an obstructed view thanks to some obnoxious Germans, and next thing we knew, we were leaving Positano still on the bus! Rich wouldn’t let me ring the bell as soon as we realized our error, instead this is what happened… After some bickering and yelling, Richard decided the best thing to do was get off the bus in an hour at Sorrento, grab some food, and do it all over again. Fortunately an American couple across the aisle gave us their timetable, which enabled me to talk some sense into the man, the eternal pessimist. We departed the bus at the next stop (20 minutes in the wrong direction), due to Crystal forcing Richard off the bus, which happened to be in the quaint town of Middle-of-no-where, Italy (aka San Pietro). See the lovely satellite image below. We were in the main piazza of San Pietro which consisted of a knick-knack store, a closed restaurant, and probably some goats and lemons close by. We patiently waited another 20 minutes waiting for a bus back toward Positano while contemplating our other options (i.e. hitch-hiking in the back of a 30 year old, three wheeled Diahatsu truck that can’t break 40 mph). Luckily, the bus came and an hour later than originally scheduled, we made it to Positano, only to be greeted by about 600 steps descending into the town.

Which way do we go, Which way do we go?

Richard trying to determine when the next bus passes through MONW

Satelite Image of MONW, IT


After a quick jaunt through town (Crystal hauling with Richard and his bad attitude trailing behind), we found a nice little trattoria with a wonderful view. The night ended up being salvaged by a good dinner and the fact that we were able to make it to the other bus stop in Positano without having to scale the 600 steps. Otherwise, we might have been sleeping on the beach never to be seen again…

A quick stop on the steps to enjoy the view.

Richard, Still pouting about all the steps, and not trusting me that there was no way were going back up there!

He was happy once again, after he got some food!





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