Today we arrived in Naples, Italy. All three of us managed to sleep through the night so we thought we’d be wild, get up early and go have breakfast in the dining room. Sadly, it was not worth the effort. I’ve been pretty disappointed with the food thus far. Once in a while something is good but on average, no. I suppose most people would not be surprised as it is a “cruise” but the kids and I had really good food on the last trip we took. I think we’ve exhausted our trips with this line. At 9am we headed out to the port terminal to meet our driver for the day, Raphael, and off we went
We immediatly learned that in Naples, it was a city holiday for the Feast of Saint Januarius and many things would be closed. San Gennaro as his is called here, was born north of Naples and was a bishop of Naples. Man, I wish we would get city holidays for saint days…I guess we do for “St. Nick.” We were headed down the coast so it made no real difference to us. As we drove, Raphael told us about the area, the agriculture, how to make Lemoncello and he “insisted” that most Italian pasta was actually made in the Naples region…and not to claim otherwise or he would be very unhappy…but it was” just a suggestion.” We quickly learned that in Naples, many things are “just a suggestion.” In the US, we call them laws.
It was another stunning drive today, this time south down the coast. The heights of the cliffs were enough to make your knees shake. I tried not to look down from my side of the car…height issues. Our first stop was the town of Sorrento. I’m glad I was not behind the wheel as the roads we traveled into town were the same roads BEFORE there were cars. Homes and shop were built right up to the road. It was a nice little resort town. We stopped for an hour to walk around and do some shopping. We didn’t have any luck. Not because we didn’t find anything interesting, more because there was so much stock in the shops that it was much too overwhelming to focus on any one item.
Raphael picked us up an hour later and we continued on our way south. We had an option of stopping in Positano for the views and continuing down to the Almafi coast which would be another hour in the car on winding roads, or we could stay in Positano and enjoy the afternoon. We unanimously chose option 2. We were so tired from run-around-Rome that we just wanted to relax and stay put. Like the drive into Sorrento, the roads were very narrow and you shared the road with buses and pedestrians. I wish I would have taken a picture. It’s a reminder that on any return visit…I won’t drive. Raphael dropped us off just after 12pm and told us he would pick us up again at 3:30pm so we could make it back to the ship in time.
Positano is crazy beautiful. I’m amazed that thankful that places like this still exist.
It turned out to be one of the best days of this vacation. We walked down grapevine shaded walkways lined with little shops all the way down to the beach. There we rented three beach chairs on the rocky beach and had our moment enjoying the Italian sun and sea. I was thrilled to be there. That meant more sea glass hunting. Almost the entire time I walked up and down pushing rocks and collecting the shiny gems from the shore and the water. A few times I was so focused in collecting that I was bowled over by a rogue wave and rolled like a stupid American across the rocks back onto the beach. However, my hands did not lose grip of those pieces of beach glass.
After, we sat for lunch at Le Tre Sorelle (the Three Sisters) and enjoyed the last fabulous meal and bottle of local wine at port in Italy. What an end it was. I predict I’m going to be suffering from some severe melancholy once I get home.
Back on the ship, uneventful…how could it be after a day like today.
Tomorrow is a sea day. I’m sure we’ll park ourselves near the pool and relax all day long.