Palazzo Marzoli Resort
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- Shuttle bus service
- Airport Transportation
- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
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Travel Blogs from Positano
... chews are a help- not sure if the fact that your mouth is fiery hot from the ginger that makes you not think about being queasy or if there is medicinal affects that actually calm your stomach. But, either way, it worked. We both survived the journey. The worst part really was the boarding process. We bought tickets for the bus- only 1.20€ each way. It was utter chaos when our bus arrived since there was a red tour bus at the curb, ours double ...
... Many of the hairpin turns are so tight the vehicles have to beep going into the corner to alert any other vehicles coming the other way so there isn't a head on. The biggest vehicles seem to get the right of way and it all seems to work out end the end.
The town is very cute but I am not sure what the fascination is about the beach. It's black rocky sand and crowded.
We were keen to walk the famous 'Path of the Gods' a supposedly easy 4 hour trek across ...
... the Emerald Grotto located to the east. The boat was a small launch with about 12 people on board. The view of the coast line was amazing looking back onto these small towns perched on the side of hills. We saw many 5 star resorts with the own private beaches and tunnels cut into the landscape to access the water. After a joyful trip we disembarked on a small concrete jetty. Apparently this grotto was discovered in 1938 and we paid an admission fee to get the ...
... way to the farthest point, then enjoy the view slowly on our way back. We made it to the farthest part of the crater in about 30 minutes. There we bought a lava cat and began our way back around the crater and down the mountain. We enjoyed the scenery and would recommend going to the top to anyone (just find a better car ride).
We made it back to the lot at 5, got in the car and began our way down. This was equally as treacherous as the way up, but ...
... comes… slows down… and stops… Looks like I’m saved after all! I push the button to open the door, while someone exits from another door… my door won’t open… and the train immediately starts rolling again, leaving me banging its side in futility.
Why?! Why?! I know that feeling regret is a taboo in my adventures—but I just can’t help but think of how different this night would be if I had ...