
In addition to visiting Dubrovnik and Greece last July, we also spent time in Italy as well. This trip was nearly interrrupted by one of the first hurricanes of the season. Instead of leaving from Key West airport, we left from Miami International in an effort to not loose any time on a trip I had spent months planning. We arrived in Rome and ran to catch our next plane, which left in less than an hour . Good thing we went carry-on only and didn't bother with checked bags. We knew we'd be on a tight schedule. After running through Rome airport, we finally got to our terminal and caught the flight out to Naples. We were in Naples last year, and we had no intentions of staying there. So, once at he Naples airport, we ran to catch the next available bus out. We were headed to the Amalfi Coast! We caught a bus to Sorrento, then changed buses to take us the rest of the way. It took 3 hours from the time we left Naples airport until we finally pulled into the city of Amalfi. I thought the bus ride was amazing, with lots of hairpin turns all the time on the side of high cliffs over looking the water below. While I was sight seeing, poor Clinton was getting sicker by the moment. He said that it would be different if he was the one who was driving. I personally felt better about the bus driver taking us as he was used to these driving conditions and all. Besides, I remember reading in a travel book that these drivers of the Amalfi Coast are either good, or dead. In all actuality, we could have taken a ferry right from Naples with a 90 minute journey, but hind-sight is 20/20- they tell me. While in this part of southern Italy we stayed in Amalfi, but visited the Isle of Capri, Positano, and Ravello. Positano was probably the prettiest in my opinion, but also pricier than Amalfi. We loved our hotel room with high ceilings and a balcony that open up to the pier. After a good night's sleep, we rented a boat to explore the coast on our own. We paid for the boat in cash and left no identity. Amazing, because in America you need to sign so may waivers and leave so much in case of damage. We had so much fun cruising around on our own. The waters of the Mediterranean (more specifically, the Gulf of Salerno) were deep blue and clear. However, too cold to swim for long periods. We had lunch in Positano at a restaurant I saw on the travel channel called Chez Black. The seafood in this region was so tasty! The next day we took a boat tour that took us to the Emerald Grotto in Amalfi and then to the Isle of Capri. Unfortnately, the waters were too rough to go into the Blue Grotto. I was disappoined, but we spent a few hours in Capri. We hiked about 45 minutes from the marina to Capri town. It was a rough climb with sets of stairs that seemed only to lead to more sets! Once there I noticed that there were lots of elderly and out of shape tourists walking around. We then noticed the funicular train that took people up. Actually though, the views of the landscape while hiking were the best part of this island. Every book I read made this place out to be spectacular. Both Clinton and I thought that it was another over-priced tourist trap. There were not many local stores, but instead Prada and stores along that line. Wouldn't you know, I did not have a spare 850 euro to spend on a purse! Instead of the cruise, we perhaps would have been better to take a trip to see the Greek ruins of Paestum. This will be something we will need to catch on the next trip. On our last night we went to the city above Amalfi, called Ravello to have dinner and then walk around. This city was beautiful, too. We saw a lot of it that night, but contemplated returning the next day before leaving the area for Rome. On our last morning, we checked out of the hotel, but left our luggage. I didn't feel comfortable leaving out travel documents (passports, train and plane tickets) in an unsecured area. So, we took them with us. We could have left everthing in the room, but I was not sure if we' d make it back on time to check out. It was a hot day and we could have rented some chairs and an umbrella and relaxed at the beach before leaving. That would have been the better choice... hind sight is 20/20. We took the bus to Ravello. While getting off the bus, we neglected to take the backpack with all of our travel documents. This was something Clinton realized while we were waiting to catch the bus back to Amalfi- it had been hours (I stand corrected, 35 minutes)! To make matters even worse, a police officer rode by to tell us that there would be no more buses as the transit system was striking all across Italy! We got his attention and explained our terrifying situation in severely broken Italian. He told us to wait where we were and he would ride to Amalfi to see if a green backpack had been turned in. It seemed like an eternity of blinking back tears, as I was imagining our vacation- that took months to plan so meticulously unraveling. The flight passes were nonrefundable and non redeamable! The officer came back and told us to go to the bus staion in Amalfi, they could help us there. Since buses were no longer an option, we had to take a cab. The bus was 1 euro each. The cab fare was 30 euro! Once in Amalfi, we went to the bus station and explained again to another official what had happened. After more waiting, a miracle happened. Clinton went with a driver and came back holding the backpack. I am sure Clinton thanked him and left him a good tip. To our relief, everything was in there untouched. To think that we could have had a relaxing morning at the beach...That was an agonizing few hours but a great story we will not soon forget! Enjoy the photos of Italy 2005 to the right. Caio!