Sorrento

​We left Rome and headed for the Amalfi Coast. On the way we stopped in Naples to see the soccer stadium. Can you guess who added that to the itinerary? 

I was in no way excited to see Naples, so we were in and out in a half hour. The Italian drivers here are crazy, and it’s even worse in the cities. The drive in Naples was the reason I bought extra insurance for our car rental. 

Our first stop on the coast was lunch in Sorrento. Keagan and I ordered gnocchi with seafood. The pasta was light and fluffy, but it wasn’t the best meal of my life.

Sorrento has a charming shopping area where everything for sell is yellow and pays homage to their famous lemon groves. Lemon drops. Limoncello. Lemon cookies. Lemons on clothing. Lemonade. You name it.

These lemons are not the same ones you find at Wal-Mart; these are three or four times the size. And you are not allowed to touch them. I guess you point and the shop keeper bags them for you.

I wanted to stop at Limonoro - a shop that sells food products made from lemons. The store provides free samples, these samples speak to you, and you then buy it all. It wasn’t hard to persuade me - especially the lemon chocolate candies. 

There were a few places where you could catch views of the water in the distance.

And of course, the town had a basilica.

Our afternoon ended with lemon gelato stuffed in a lemon. 

We back tracked through the winding coast line to our AirB&B in the much quieter town of Raito. Our villa overlooks the water, but I booked it for the bougainvillea garden. I mean who wouldn’t? I think I can smell it, too. Or maybe it was the limoncello shots telling me I could smell again.

We weren’t here five minutes, and I look out the window to see this.

Keagan spotted a pitch in the distance and wanted to go play. Ten minutes later he was there. 

Watching the sun set over the water tonight was a special treat. 

As for my aperol spritz challenge, I’m another flavor down. I’m real good at this game.