La Residenza Sorrento
Via Rota 1, on the grounds of Hotel Parco dei Principi Sorrento, Campania, 80067, Italy
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My god more mountains
we stayed in sorrento for two days it it right at the bottom of italy and is also really hilly. we went to an italian beach it consists of banana lounges on a bed of rocks at the bottom of a cliff you need to catch an elevator down to get to.
we also went to the isle of capri for a day and when we returned we were left to find ourselves a …
Sorrento
We arrived in Sorrento via hydrafoil from Naples. It was a very scenic boat ride. We went past the island of Capri, which looked amazing! Sorrento was a great city with lots of culture. We met lots of locals who were extremely friendly. We took a trip to Pompeii to visit the ruins and had a wonderful time. There is so much to see there. I would …
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In the shadow of Vesuvius
... went through the tunnel and back in the direction of Naples. We still had difficulty finding the A1, however and actually drove through the same toll booth three times as we cast about the byways in frustration. By the third pass through the booth we were beginning to exchange stories of our grandchildren with the toll keeper.
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