So, with a bus-pass in hand, we embark on a day of town-hopping in the hope of experiencing the best the Amalfi coast has to offer…

We leave for Positano, an almost mythical town squeezed between the mountains with pastel coloured houses and a pretty beach. The bus ride is nothing short of death-defying but what is more amazing than the 1000 foot drops directly to the sea is the bus drivers ability to squeeze the bus between rock walls and other vehicles with only an inch or two to spare!

Positano was less touristy and more quiet than we expected (probably because it’s winter) and of course, very pretty. We wandered around the beach area but as our legs were wasted from a day on Capri yesterday, opted for the bus and arrived in Amalfi after another scary but stunningly beautiful journey.

Amalfi was a little more like a conventional beach town with a massive history (including it’s entire population sliding into the sea in an earthquake). It felt a little like a UK beach-side town with cafe’s and a pier – very lovely.

Our final destination was Ravello the site of an beautiful 13th century house and garden perched on the hill overlooking the bay. Captured in many a photograph, we thought we’d give it a go but the light was fading, so that’s another one to revisit, maybe in summer when the garden is looking better.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ravello

So, we have a long bus ride back to Sorrento – back around those notorious cliffs and crowded with rowdy holiday-makers… but we got back and wandered the streets looking for dinner and came across bingo!

Better still – a food stall with fantastic pasta and vino for five euro’s!!! Not quite sure what the occasion was, but the mood was festive and we saw Italian people smile for the first time…

Anyway, off to Rome tomorrow and then…

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