Hotel Palazzo Guardati
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- Continental Breakfast
- Swimming pool
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
TripAdvisor Reviews Hotel Palazzo Guardati Sorrento
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... were holidaying in Italy. He followed it almost immediately by “Up all Night to get Lucky” which he knew approximately 5 words of.
The walk back to our hostel was extremely long and tiresome. Our hostel sits at the very end of a small street you would barely expect a car to fit through. We did briefly consider renting scooters to get about but not after seeing the way Italians tend to drive. Finally we arrived and went straight to ...
... its preserved frisky frescoes. The boys were most interested in the preserved shapes of the unfortunate victims of the volcano who perished. When archeologists came across empty bone filled cavities in the hardened ash, they realized that they had found the final resting spot for a dead person. They then filled these cavities with plaster and were able to create accurate impressions of the final pose of the volcano ...
... near our feelings. The hotel reception staff were most unhelpful, and as for any sympathy or assistance, forget it! We walked to the police station to find it closed and need to lodge a report tomorrow.
We want to go home and will sleep on it and see how we are tomorrow. People around us are happy and smiling and enjoying their holiday. It is amazing how quickly things change, and those feelings we previously had in common with fellow tourists, are ...
... Down we go back and forth along the cliff until we reach the beach. After all that we are ready for a swim. We put our towels from the hotel down and take off our clothes ( not all of them, it's not the thing in Italy) down to our skivvies. This is how we have been swimming. My ex officious underwear looks like a European suit, not of the speedo type though. Many men. Here are exceeding the speedo limit! Carols just looks like a bikini. We dive in, more like inch our way as ...
... to the music that was playing. We were then ready for the bill and Abby was told by Frederica to yell out "eh Pasquale!" which was our server's name. He did not say it loud enough so I bellowed it out and Pasquale stopped, wandering what the hell was that. With the bill payed and a nice tip next was Frederica's tour of the city at night.
She took us up to near the top of the city and had ...