Arrived in Naples, somewhat tired and sweaty, had a shower, did some washing, and promptly went for a motorcycle tour of the city to see the high up vantage points around the place.

Next day, I met with the tour group, were bussed to Praiano, a smaller town along the Amalfi coast.
The view from my room.


Ravello: a small town with a beautiful garden, lots of steps, they filmed a scene from Themiscyra from
the Balcony of Eternity. We had lunch under an exquisite pergola, before driving over to Amalfi.


Amalfi: the lemon farm at the top of Amalfi that produces the rough-skinned lemons characteristic of the area. In a terrible irony, the lemons are not sold in the streets of the town below, filled with lemon sorbet: those lemons are imported in from outside the town, because the organic lemon farm we visited does not produce enough lemons for the demand all year round.
We had free time to roam, and I ended up discovering a maritime museum. Apparently Amalfi was one of the first places to have a code of behaviour for the high seas. They had a giant hall in which boats were repaired (where the museum was showing things) and they talked about the history of trade and maritime duchies all around Italy.
And there was an exceedingly neat diorama of the city circa the 13th Century.

The Duomo de Sant Andrea (St Andrew) allegedly contains the remains of Andrew the apostle. It's a beautiful cathedral, and we saw several people taking wedding photos in the town and on the stairs. We had dinner on the rooftop restaurant opposite it.

Positano: a little town fifiteen minutes away from where we were. The afternoon out on the water - Australia has the better beaches, but the Amalfi Coast has the better coastal swimming. Fewer waves, more swimming in and out of coves - probably a lot more like swimming in the Bobbin Head National Park bays. There was a near-constant stream of prosecco, which I didn't drink very much of. Everyone got a little sunburned, including me, and I think I might have been a little seasick, too. By the time we got back, I was so tired I could barely cook pizza, let alone eat.

Praiano: Taken on a foraging hunt by a local guide - I'd already noticed the olive trees and the occasional pomegranate among the grapevines - not as ubiquitous as Georgia, but still significant. This took us along a walk where we identified everything from wild rocket (arugula), to alyssum (I didn't know it was a brassaca), to purslane. I think the local guide - Jakobos - was quite pleased that I recognised a lot of the plants. He laughingly offered me a job on the spot! We came back to the hotel (where there was a garden that I'd noticed the first day), and made (from scratch), pesto, pasta, and a lemon-ricotta dessert.

Right now, my roomie is using a fan, and I suspect plans to use it all night. On the plus side, at least I don't have to deal with the full-bore air-conditioning. They don't have that here in the UK in most places.

Next day, I met with the tour group, were bussed to Praiano, a smaller town along the Amalfi coast.
The view from my room.


Ravello: a small town with a beautiful garden, lots of steps, they filmed a scene from Themiscyra from
the Balcony of Eternity. We had lunch under an exquisite pergola, before driving over to Amalfi.


Amalfi: the lemon farm at the top of Amalfi that produces the rough-skinned lemons characteristic of the area. In a terrible irony, the lemons are not sold in the streets of the town below, filled with lemon sorbet: those lemons are imported in from outside the town, because the organic lemon farm we visited does not produce enough lemons for the demand all year round.
We had free time to roam, and I ended up discovering a maritime museum. Apparently Amalfi was one of the first places to have a code of behaviour for the high seas. They had a giant hall in which boats were repaired (where the museum was showing things) and they talked about the history of trade and maritime duchies all around Italy.
And there was an exceedingly neat diorama of the city circa the 13th Century.

The Duomo de Sant Andrea (St Andrew) allegedly contains the remains of Andrew the apostle. It's a beautiful cathedral, and we saw several people taking wedding photos in the town and on the stairs. We had dinner on the rooftop restaurant opposite it.

Positano: a little town fifiteen minutes away from where we were. The afternoon out on the water - Australia has the better beaches, but the Amalfi Coast has the better coastal swimming. Fewer waves, more swimming in and out of coves - probably a lot more like swimming in the Bobbin Head National Park bays. There was a near-constant stream of prosecco, which I didn't drink very much of. Everyone got a little sunburned, including me, and I think I might have been a little seasick, too. By the time we got back, I was so tired I could barely cook pizza, let alone eat.

Praiano: Taken on a foraging hunt by a local guide - I'd already noticed the olive trees and the occasional pomegranate among the grapevines - not as ubiquitous as Georgia, but still significant. This took us along a walk where we identified everything from wild rocket (arugula), to alyssum (I didn't know it was a brassaca), to purslane. I think the local guide - Jakobos - was quite pleased that I recognised a lot of the plants. He laughingly offered me a job on the spot! We came back to the hotel (where there was a garden that I'd noticed the first day), and made (from scratch), pesto, pasta, and a lemon-ricotta dessert.

Right now, my roomie is using a fan, and I suspect plans to use it all night. On the plus side, at least I don't have to deal with the full-bore air-conditioning. They don't have that here in the UK in most places.
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Just tastes generically 'green' to me, like chickweed -- or purslane!
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I love churches.
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I find those quite sharp and spicy, not at all like the sweet scent :-)
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