Hotel Village Tabu'
- Continental Breakfast
- Shuttle bus service
- Room service
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... here as some half-being. Not particularly unhappy, but not overly happy either. In between. I suppose that's normal. I suppose that's life. Don't get me wrong, this trip has made me feel a lot better. I feel far less depressed and anxious and full of grief. I can also 'accept' Dave's death more, though I'm still unsure exactly what that means. ---------------------- I think I want to understand more about the homeless. About how they came to be like that, and how the hell ...
... across, a very large touring bus arrived at the entrance to the bridge and stopped. Obviously he had lived through this experience before. He directed me to pull into a small area to the left at bridge end as he swung his bus to our right past us and onto the bridge….no problem!
The next day, after returning from a short visit to town, I decided to walk the 300 meters up the winding road to the top of Mount San Biagio where Christ the Redeemer stood. ...
... a relief, but finding the right road that leads to Pineata Maratea REsidence Resort was another issue. After a little excursion through the heart of this pretty, ancient hillside town, we finally found a sign that pointed towards the Pineata Maratea Resort...yahaoo! And after another 7 or 8 SERIOUS switchbacks climbing some 400 meters we were finally at our resort! Now we knew we could settle in for a few days and enjoy discovering the beautiful seaside area.
... to enjoy this treat in front of Amalfi tomorrow night. Jacques said his goodnights early, and left Marina and I to enjoy our brief Grand Marniers, before saying our goodnights as well. I guess my fears of a failure dinner were abated, with the compliments from Jacques, Marina and Manuel. Whew!! Bon Nuit.... ;ᘸ 4;ȩ 57;8 ...
... truly trashy this year. The mediocre quality is not as good as it used to be!" She replied, with as disappointed voice as I had. We rummaged through the junk, from tent to tent, and found nothing. Marina did find a pair of shoes she would have bought, if they had them in her size. Oh well. I remembered this lower market as not being as good as the upper one, which had tent after tent, and row after row. We quickly left the lower trashy junk, in search if the ...