We had breakfast on the terrace at
Albergo Savoia then enjoyed a blissful free day in Positano
starting with search for a working ATM (third try was the charm) then a walk down past the shops to the
beach where we caught a boat to Amalfi. It was a beautiful day and the
sea air felt great after so many hours on the bus yesterday. We weren’t done with buses tho’ since when we arrived in Amalfi
we caught a local bus up to Ravello. It was the quintessential bus ride on the Amalfi coast, sharp curves, stops for one-way traffic and squeaky close passes with other buses. Glad I wasn’t driving!
When we arrived at the top and Ravello, we had the piazza to ourselves for awhile so wandered around and found a
pricey ceramics shop where we spent a fair amount of time
examining the goods. Everything the sales lady showed us was 350 Euros including shipping, large gorgeous pieces I have no room for (even a spectacular tiled outdoor grill) but no pictures allowed inside.
I resisted the urge to buy. Mary bought a few little items and I think the sales lady was disappointed in us. Oh well.
We set out looking for a particular restaurant which we never found. We did wander down a
stone stairway for awhile bumping into a charming Italian gentleman on whom I got to practice my Italian. He pointed us further down but in awhile we realized we were likely on the stairway down to a restaurant in Amalfi so we reversed course and
found our way back up to the top and Hotel Rufalo. There we found
a quiet terrace
una vista della mare and only one other table occupied by a Swiss couple
Mary and I ordered a bottle of Prosecco and lunch (more melanzane for me) and just breathed it all in for a couple of hours. When we wandered back to the piazza it was mobbed with tourists so we headed for the bus down to Amalfi again. The bus was hot and crowded but we had fun visiting with a group of eight ladies from Atlanta who were having a Gals Week in a villa in Positano on the very cheap. I got the name of the villa with the advice that one needs to reserve a year in advance.
We’d had enough of hot buses so took the boat
back to Positano and did a little shopping on our climb back up to our hotel. Tomorrow would be Pompeii and it looked like it would be hot…and summer clothes were on sale in Positano. So I bought a thin linen shirt and a pretty grey dance skirt. Mary found a glitzy Capri watch she’d had her eye on.
In the evening we dressed up a bit for dinner and headed back down to the beach for more seafood, pasta and wine.