Me.Fra Camere Atrani
Via Giardiniello, 12 Atrani, Amalfi Coast, Campania, 84010, Italy
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Homeward Bound
... time where we did go and Christmas Day and New Year's Eve were made very special.
The best thing was a great table so thanks to Maureen & Steve, Geoff & Dorothy and Pam & Chris; not forgetting our tour companions Tony & Jackie.
The ship was beautifully decorated for Christmas, Captain Perkins was his usual cheery self and Mrs Perkins (Lucy) was charming as ever. Michael & Britender were a great waiting ...
Unravelling Naples, or trying and failing
... streets lined with cramped shops spilling over onto the pavement ride daredevil scooter-drivers, each seemingly in such a rush that they scream past pedestrians with barely a few inches to spare.
To cross a road in Naples is to take your life into your hands – in fact, you place it in others’ hands. We wait nervously at a zebra crossing, hoping that a local will take the first step into the roaring traffic. We become characters from a war movie: “OK ...
Scooting the Amalfi Coast
... during our five hour journey from Rome, as we dragged our luggage up to our room the sun broke through the clouds and we rushed to the gravelly beach to swim and sunbake. And our good luck continued.
The day we arrived in Atrani was the festival of Anthony of Padua, the patron saint for the protection of students. So as evening approached we gathered with the locals and a small number of tourists to watch the passing processional parade of ...
Atrani so beautiful
... 8220;How many steps.” The fewer the steps the more expensive the property. Interesting. The village way located between two mountain sides so it was called the “dark city”. A couple of people decided to have a cappuccino while the rest of us continued on to the church in the town which was quite a climb. It was lovely. The main church was very high up on the mountain and on the special occations when the ...
White-knuckle ride, jaw-dropping view
... s another story.
So the hour-long bus ride along the coast, down a narrow, winding road the clung to the cliff high above the waves, wasn’t exactly something she was looking forward to. The clouds obscuring the vertical rock face made things a bit easier, but there were still white-knuckles and wide eyes all through the bus. We now have an increased appreciation for these bus drivers who make the trip many times a ...



