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Song of the Day: Somebody That I Used To Know, cover by Walk off the Earth
i was born a ramblin' man
Unfortunately, my friends, we were forced to leave the Amalfi coast this morning. We grabbed the SITA bus around 10, which gave us upset stomachs as it curved around the cliffs overlooking the ocean at breakneck speed. We took a train back to Rome, without delays this time (and with some naps here and there). Here we are, in Rome, updating EasyJov and catching up on emails. Pasta was eaten, gelato was consumed, wine was drunk... Italy was definitely a success.
Thank goodness I get to see Stephen again in a month. New York might not be as beautiful as the Amalfi Coast, but it's a pretty close second.
Amalfi, Italy
Call Me Maybe, Carly Rae Jepsen
Amalfi Coast, part deux - AMALFI
The morning started out much like the morning before it. You know, the usual: wake up; greet the morning sun whilst gazing out upon the azure sea from your beach-front terrace; indulge in a pastry and an espresso. All normal behavior. Only, unlike the previous day, we chose not to take the steps to Amalfi. Rather, we took a bus. Admittedly, our calves were a bit sore.
Amalfi was not quite what Faustyna and I were expecting. It was a little touristy, and perhaps a bit crowded. But, that is to be expected. It is Amalfi, after all. We partook in a little beach time, enjoyed some paninis on the boardwalk, and then began exploring.
Our explorations took us up along both mountainsides between which the town sits. The views were incredible, and we found ourselves winding beneath the city in cave-like passageways. It was an experience all of its own. We took a path up through the hills, passing homes on the hillside, until we found ourselves in the town of Atrani. Our goal was to take a SITA bus back to Minori. We found ourselves stranded at the last stop in Ravello. A bit tired, we once again took the steps down from Ravello to Minori. We bought some beers,and we once again enjoyed the early evening from the comfort of our terrace. We talked about life and how fortunate we are.
Dinner was lovely, involving wine and pasta, and we followed it with a bit of bedside yoga. It was to be our last night on the Amalfi coast before we set off toward Rome and our prospective homes, and it was all too enjoyable.
Amalfi!!
Song of the Day 5/2/2012: Postcards from Italy, by Beirut
Ravello: A Rave Review
I used to think that I was a pretty good writer. I loved to write, and I thought that my vocabulary and syntax, etc. created pretty good sentences--as in, people could easily see what I was describing and put themselves into the world I created with my words. But, faced with the task of writing about Ravello, a small little town overlooking the Amalfi Coast, I just know that my words will not be able to do the experience justice. The pictures...well, they will be a little better. But really, you must all just go. That's the only solution we have here.
The morning of May 2nd started off with a visit to the local pasticceria, overlooking the ocean. A creme-filled croissant and espresso for breakfast? Please can I have that everyday? We then decided we were ready to begin the trek up to Ravello, but nothing could have prepared us for the amount of steps that awaited us. And nothing could have prepared us for the views that awaited us. The hike up took around two hours, with frequent stops for slightly out-of-shape Faustyna to pretend she was soaking in the sights when really her heart rate was just a little too high to be comfortable. Damn those French cheeses!
Ravello...where do I begin?! Lunch was prosciutto e melone and a caprese salad on a terrasse overlooking the Mediterranean. Afterwards, we just walked around aimlessly. Sometimes, that is the best way to discover a little town. We stumbled upon one of the most beautiful little hidden parks. We had lemon granita in the main piazza. We took a lot of photos. Mostly, we just loved life.
In the late afternoon, we headed back down the cliffs to Minori, our legs shaking from fatigue but our minds (and hearts!) telling us that it was all worth it. A bottle of wine awaited us, which we consumed on our porch (also with a view of the ocean). Dinner? Was fabulous, as per usual. Amalfi Coast, you are heaven.
to get to Ravello, you have to climb 4853467 steps. but oh MAN is it worth it.
all we wanted was for it to be a little less hot...
Song of the Day 5/1/2012: Ice, Ice Baby by Vanilla Ice
Rome to Minori
A long day. That's what it was. Our travel day to Minori involved an early(er) rise in order to get the train we needed to the coast. The train had no air conditioning, and Faustyna looked about as miserable as I'd ever seen her. We fell 50 minutes behind schedule, and after we arrived, we waited an hour and a half for the bus. Our dinner was mediocre. It was not the best of days. But, when we finally got to our apartment, I think we both had the feeling that it might all be worth it. Our place was 30 meters from the sea, which, if you don't know too much about European metrics, basically means that we were the closest home to the beach. Our apartment was cozy, and so was the town. It was an exhausting day, but it was the perfect little home base for the days to come.
roaming rome
Well, my friends, not too much to report today, other than the fact that Rome is still awesome and that we are both still very much in love with this city. It's funny to feel so comfortable in a place after just two days of exploring it, but that's the thing about travelling. The more you see, the more you realize that everything is somehow connected. So many cities remind me of Rome (perhaps because Rome is, in many ways, the original). But because of that, I feel like I know Rome. I feel like I understand Rome. And at the same time, there is so much to discover here.
Anyway. That's more of a discussion we should be having over a bottle or two of wine. Let me know if you ever want to make that happen.
Today we woke up late again (surprise, surprise) and headed south towards the Vatican City. We stopped for lunch first, though, and enjoyed a long, leisurely meal al fresco, again accompanied by an accordion or two. It's become a tradition. Not too shabby.
The plan had been to see St. Peter's basilica and then head over to the Vatican Museum, mainly to see the Sistine Chapel. Rome, however, has been completely overrun by tourists this week/end, and the line to get into the museum was five hours long. Yes, you read that correctly. The line for the basilica, meanwhile, was just half an hour. Can you guess which one we ultimately chose? St. Peter's it was. What a place! It is gigantic, and so so impressive. So ornate. Gold and marble and statues everywhere. The entire time, all I could think about was Angels and Demons. Also about how lucky we are to be here experiencing all of this.
Afterwards, we walked along the river and back up to the Medici villa, where we walked through the sculpture gardens (which are a lot like Central Park, actually), and sat on a bench and people-watched for a good hour or so. Leisure. It's a way of life.
Dinner was another excellent pizza-pasta-wine-tiramisu combination. We sat outside again, and the night air was perfumed with jasmine. And we talked about everything under the sun...er, the moon, rather. It's been so wonderful to be with Stephen again. He is good people. Life is just really, really good.
And yes, that makes me giggle. Don't worry about it.
Tomorrow, we head to the Amalfi Coast, and I'm pretty sure lots more giggling is in store. La dolce vita? Si. Ovviamente.
Song of the Day: The Bee Gees, How Deep Is Your Love