Day Thirteen: Positano

Contrary to our productive start yesterday, Nic and I set no alarms and therefore woke at around 10am. Our leisurely start was a foreboding of what was to come, you guessed it, another chill day on another beach!

The coastal views on the ferry to Positano, our chosen beach for the day, are sublime and you can’t imagine there is one spot on the whole of the Amalfi Coast that isn’t an absolute dream to see. I challenge anyone to take a ‘bad’ photo of these colourful, quaint towns nestled in the side of the hills; I just don’t think it is possible.

The same can be said for Positano. Now I understand why people wax lyrical about arriving into this gorgeous port with multi-coloured houses that look like they are stacked on top of one another. The sea is crystal clear and the most vibrant blue. Picture postcard heaven.

We had read that Positano has two beaches, the main beach you see as you enter the port, and then Spaggia al Fornilla, just west of the main thoroughfare. We opted for this less swanky, less formal beach over it’s neighbour and found sun beds and parasols aplenty for hire. It was more reasonably priced than Amalfi which surprised me, as Positano is well-known for exuding luxury and style.

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This beach has been our favourite for swimming and as you swim out of the bay and turn back, your heart just swells. It’s a real pinch yourself moment. We shared some limoncello spritz and pizza, before returning to Salerno, sun kissed and sleepy. The sun was dipping behind the hills on our return, the wind whipped through our sea-salty hair and the sun’s rays touched our backs. There really is no better feeling.

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For our final dinner in Salerno, we booked a table at Mamma Rosa, the restaurant we had sampled on the Friday we arrived. The food and service was nothing less than perfect so we wanted to fill our boots one last time before we left. The fried anchovies we shared were perfect with a drizzle of lemon juice and spring onion, a little like whitebait but a tad bigger – not for the faint hearted if you don’t want to eat whole fish, bones and all.

We both chose a pasta dish, one with goats cheese and cuttlefish for Nic, the other a classic spaghetti alla vongole i.e. clams. From the pictures of our empty plates, it’s reasonable to assume that they were both TO DIE FOR!

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Unperturbed by our already full stomachs, we delved into desserts and shared a lemon sorbet, served up in a frozen Amalfi lemon with limoncello on the side.

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I must note that during dinner, Nic was still feeling the effects of the boat trip back from Positano, as was I, and whilst we ate we could both feel the swaying sea. Fortunately a bottle of wine and the limoncello had seemed to reverse the effects and now we were swaying for a different reason! Another wonderful day and night.