Amalfi

I've saved this for far too long to blog.  All I can say is that Amalfi is worth every bit of the hype.  Minus the obnoxious American tourists.

The view from the road gave us a lot to look forward to.  We were flanked by the Mediterranean on one side and ancient village on the other:

The village itself is laid out with one longish pedestrian thoroughfare that lead to little cobbled sidestreets that go up narrow stairs into narrower alleyways.  If you imagine a fishbone, that's kind of how the streets are laid out.  To use a very American word, the village was quaint.  We quickly discovered a gelateria and set ourselves the gelato challenge--gelato every day ONLY if we experimented with different flavours until our last day where we could  have whatever we wanted.

This led to some crazy experimentation which included making friends with the owner and his 20-something crew.  This led to an after-hours limoncello party, romantical walks around the piazza and a motorcycle ride into the hills.

That aside, the village itself was beautiful.  We picked an excellent base for our Amalfi coast wanderings:

The Cathedral

morality messages 

Free breakfast in the square

gigantic plate or tiny head?

Hard not to fall in love.