Bright memories – 12

All the way down

748 steps to be precise! Early in our Italian adventure I’d dragged James away from the pool (he’d have ended up bright pink and wrinkly if I’d left him to it πŸ™‚ ) and onto a blue SITA bus. Groans! But not so far this time. Destination Positano, the picture postcard perfection that had swum in my imagination ever since I’d booked the trip. And did it disappoint? What do you think? Just look at that view! But I do remember a bit of confusion about where to get off the bus, and it being seriously hot. Which was all very well going down those steps, nicely distracted by shady shops and pressing your nose up against a window or peering through an open door.

Down on the beach it was even hotter and not a place to linger, though the colourful boats and beach huts made a pretty sight. To be honest, the beach itself fell well short of our usual standards, but who comes to Positano to lie on a beach? Maybe to sit in a harbourside bar and observe the stylish comings and goings. But then, no way but up- 748 steps! And a hunt for a bus stop. Upwards again to the village of Montepertuso, where legend has it that the hole in the mountain was created by the Virgin’s finger. The scenery sublime.

But never fear, the hotel pool was there and waiting, and never looked so inviting as at the end of that day.

And all the way back up again!

106 comments

  1. What’s not to love about those cheerful houses and Italy?. The elderly women we saw carrying groceries up steep hills put a stop to us moaning about walking up various hills around Porto and other countries. Lovely memories, Jo.

  2. Oh just lovely! And it brought back so many memories. We spent a week there one October – so some warm days, some really chilly days. We climbed up to Montepertuso – because why not! It was there! Right up to the hole in the cliff. Positano is a dream.
    Alison

  3. Absolutely loved Positano! β™₯️
    We were there 2 years ago for my “significant” birthday! πŸŽ‰
    We drove a red Fiat 500X for our Amalfi Coast trip, and it was just a brilliant holiday.

      1. β€œFlaming like a meteor we hit the coast, a road, high, high above the blue
        sea, that hooked and corkscrewed on the edge of nothing, a road carefully
        designed to be a little narrower than two cars side by side.” – John Steinbeck

    1. It’s incredible, looking at it, isn’t it? And I expect there are little communities at different levels, Mel. You’d need to get on with your neighbours πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

  4. In more youthful times I have taken some extreme hikes, but I don’t think I’ve ever deliberately tackled 748 steps! Impressive! The view and all that came with this wonderful trip would have been highly motivating however.πŸ˜„

  5. I bet no overweight people live there! What a gorgeous place and I’m sure there was some rather good food as well. πŸ™‚ Have you read Francis Mayes’ books about Italy, “Under the Tuscan Sun” being the first? I love them and re-read them often.

    janet

  6. Ohhh my, I can just imagine that heat. I find it really hard to play tourist in the summer months even here in southern Tuscany, quite to the north of Positano. But you were young and able… πŸ˜‰

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