Positano & Amalfi

While on my adventures through Italy, I was able to travel to a few beautiful beach towns. Last week was Cinque Terre. This week I thought we could discuss Positano and Amalfi.

It was Spring so the water was too cold to bring crowds of people to the beaches. This is wonderful since crowds can make it difficult to enjoy the place you’re visiting. However, we were packed into a bus like a can of sardines going from Positano to Amalfi. Not my favorite way to travel, but if you plan to go to Italy for months or even weeks, you better get used to the adventure that is Italian public transit. 

Positano

No Italian was swimming in the water. While the Americans were jumping in the water using bras, underwear, and scarves as bathing suits. I am not kidding. Americans can stick out like a sore thumb in Italy. Did I mention they also brought boxed wine to beach? No? Well, they did that too. What can I say? We like to enjoy ourselves everywhere we go. 

I decided to do as the Italians do, I suppose. Sit on the beach fully clothed, then walk around the shops. 

Positano had a lot of cute small shops. The clothing was all so beachy with its pastel colored lace and loose fit. I thought about buying something, but decided I probably won’t find myself wearing that particular style of clothing very often. See-through clothing isn’t my thing.

SHOPPING TIP: It’s a good idea to look at a clothing item before buying it and imagine where you will wear it. If you can’t imagine wearing it to something or some place you will be going to in the next 5 months, take it out of your shopping cart.

To get to the beach in Positano, you have to walk down a lot of steps. I mean A LOT. Not joking in the slightest bit. Everyone’s caves started twitching before we got to the bottom. But once we saw the view of this gorgeous town from the steps, we knew it was worth it.

After spending a few hours at the beach, and looking at all the cute shops, we climbed up the hill to the bus stop. The bus ordeal to get to Amalfi was a nightmare. First, we had to wait at the bus stop for an hour and a half. This was time we could have spent at the beach. Right before the bus came, groups of people started arriving to also wait for the bus. When the bus finally arrived, it was already half full! People who had just arrived and only waited 5 or so minutes tried to get on the bus before everyone else who had already been waiting for an hour. Do people like this have no compassion? Only care about themselves?? I can’t relate. 

In the end, my friends and I squeezed on the bus…Standing in the middle of the aisles all the way to Amalfi.

Amalfi

Besides this Cathedral, a few gelato places, and a restroom that cost a euro to get into, I did not see much in Amalfi. 

-Ayla