No one has ever claimed that traveling was the easiest venture. Our visit to Naples became difficult for a reason no one had expected or warned us about. No, we didn’t get mugged, nothing got stolen, we didn’t get lost, overall it was an enjoyable place to see, full of culture and a seemingly more realistic portrayal of italian life.
Coty (right) and I before she had to leave (in front of Mt. Vesuvius)
However, as life goes when it is least expected things tend to change dramatically, quickly and often painfully. Sunday, the third person on our trip got a call telling her that her grandmother had passed away the previous day. Heartbreaking news for anyone, but especially from thousands of miles away. She, as anyone would, quickly made reservations to fly back into North Carolina to be there for the services and for her family
Chrissy climbing all the stairs
After wandering through small streets filled with limoncello, gelaterias and art shops, we decided to take a private boat tour exploring the grottos and picturesque coastal towns of Amalfi and Ravello. It was the first time we have made no plans to tour anything specific but just let the day come to us–and it ended up being one of the best days yet. If you had just one day in Italy, go to Positano. It truly is paradise.