The Almafi Coast, Italy

I would be lying if I said it was easy to write this post, because it is not. I absolutely loved seeing the Almafi Coast, just getting there and leaving there was more than stressful. So please bare with me as I try to pull the memories and reflect on my time in the Almafi Coast. Lets keep in short and sweet.

After a 3 hour train ride from Rome to Naples, we waited for our two other friends joining us on this vacation. Together we taxied from the train station straight to our Airbnb in Naples, Italy. The host of of Airbnb was so sweet and offered great recommendations on the area.  After we checked in with her she even offered to drive us to a yummy restaurant near by. Tired and a bit hungover from the night before we took it easy for the remainder of the day.

For our first night in the southern end of Italy we decided to stay in Naples and enjoy what the city had to offer. Our Airbnb was in walking of the water front, local restaurants, and of course gelato. This life style seemed like a dream, eating authentic pasta in Italy next to the port with yachts on yachts on yachts. Someone pinch me. 

The next morning we woke up early to start our adventure to the Almafi Coast. We took a taxi from Naples to the coast that was a little expensive, but got us where we needed to be. When driving up the coast I was in complete shock. How could this one location look this beautiful. Where was I? How did I get here? The pictures in my phone confirm that this was not a dream. 

We spent our entire day in Positano sunbathing and shopping. I found myself wandering the cobble stone streets of Positano going in and out of all the local shops. Stopping for frozen lemonade and gelato along the way on this hot summer day. I had read prior that Positano was known for their crafted leather sandals, so of course I had to purchase a pair of my own. The day was long but it was magical. I would stop and look around and feel like I was living in a post card. 

After a day in Positano it was time to head back to Naples, catch another early flight and head back to Barcelona. What a hard life we live. 


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