Villa La Pistrice - Positano, Italy (9/29/16)

It's "Home Alone 2".  The Hinkley's are somewhere between Rome and Florence and Naples, the Dalpé's are someplace between London and Paris and Naples...all with expectations of sleeping here tonight.

Deb has had her fill of croissants...so we head to our little grocery store for eggs...they're not refrigerated, rhey're huge, and they have bright orange yolks, and they are delicious.  With a good breakfast behind us, we take the ferry to Almalfi, then the bus to Ravello, for a fairly short hike back to Amalfi.  Deb, uncertain of her next meal, insists on lunch...but Deb's had her fill of prosciutto.  We haven't actually been hungry during this entire trip.  The scales are in kilograms...we know how to convert to pounds, but we don't want to.  We split a turkey sandwich and I have a cardamom  espresso (actually .00038% cardamom)

The walk down to Almalfi was paved with streetlights, with villas along the way.

We had found a walking guide at the villa, it said that just to the left of the underground parking garage was the entrance to a tunnel through the mountain, under the Duomo d'Almalfi, right back to the ferry dock.  Without the guide, we would never have found it.

Back in Positano, we have a few drinks at the outdoor tables of Hotel Villa Gabrisa, and wait for the Dalpé's. we see them go by...but....the street is narrow and one-way.  They have to loop through the entire town again...apparently with a stop along the way, so the driver could discuss the dilemma with some locals.

With their arrival we went out to dinner, returned home for a welcome bottle of limoncello and waited for the arrival of the Hinkley clan.  By 1:00 in the morning, everyone was safely tucked in.