Ravello

​I woke up at 0700 to fireworks. Is the village celebrating the arrival of the weekend? I’m not sure. I had a lazy morning on the porch looking out over the water. Wes went to find a post office to pay our ticket. I’m still winning on this trip. 

I’m saddened that we are leaving this village and this beautiful house. This tile work is so beautiful.

And the views.

And the gardens.

But Ravello stole my heart. We drove an hour to the mountains where we found the most perfect spot on the Amalfi Coast. 

We parked the car and then walked up ♾️ stone steps to the pedestrian zone. 

We toured the gardens of Villa Cimbrone where the views of the water below were jaw dropping. While it was a home years ago, it has been converted to a hotel. I told Wes it has rooms and plants. It’s just like The Opryland Gaylord. Same. Same.

Then we walked into the plaza where we stopped for melonello spritz made with the liquor Passoa.

It was delish! It topped my challenge list! We did some window shopping, bought some pasta, and Keagan got his daily dose of gelato. 

We made friends with more feral cats. Keagan and I stop to chat with every one we spot.

This village of Ravello was quaint, quiet, and just perfect with a dose of history and modern conveniences. We all agreed that we would live here. There were tourists, but it didn’t feel overrun or super crowded. Love. Love. Loved it!

On our way back down the mountain we captured this view of Naples and Mt. Vesuvius.

Ciao Costeria Amalfitana. La prossima volta.