Ravello, Furore and surroundings

On our third day of the trip, we gathered the courage to remove our car from parking impound and take to the roads.  I had nothing to do with the driving and preferred it this way.

Ravello
Up in the hills northeast of Amalfi lies the stunning village of Ravello.  Its location on the cliffs of the area lend to spectacular views which is precisely what we found after turning a corner through a non-descript tunnel.

the tunnel

I've never given much thought to where I might one day like to get married.  But, without looking, I found it.  So we sat and drank 5 euro glasses of prosecco decorated with a skewer of strawberries and soaked up one of those brilliant travel moments that you can't plan.

And a further wander down the road led us to a sculpture garden where we couldn't resist being entirely childish:

Anonymous areas along the coast

My memory is failing me and I cannot remember the names of the other small towns and villages were frequented.  This does not detract from their beauty.  Lunch spot cliffside: 

the home of ceramic everything 

another typical view 

Furore 

Our last stop in our little day tour took us to the village of Furore.  This is an entirely misleading statement because we never really 'found' the village.  We did however, keep finding this sign:

Much later on, I discovered that a village doesn't exist at all.  What we did find was the bridge that was housed above the mini-chasm over the fjord of Furore.  So we did what any smart tourist does and found a lay-by on the side of the dangerously curving road, ran across the street hoping to not get hit by a car going around the blind corner and snapped some shots.

If I ever find the names of those not-so-anonymous villages, I'll come back and update.  I'm not holding my breath but I do have the odd moment of clarity when I'm on a teaching hiatus.