Italy - Holiday Journal Part 3 (final part)

Orange trees lined some Sorrento roads

It's behind you - Vesuvius
Wednesday – sunny – could get used to this!  This was a free day so we chose to walk into Sorrento.  We went down all the little lanes looking at shops and cafes.  We found a supermarket (why are foreign supermarkets so much more interesting than ours?) and we picked up a few items to make a picnic.  It was difficult finding somewhere to sit by then as it was really busy but we did find a shady spot in the end.  It was nice to have a day to just wander and not have to get up so early (Tuesday was a 7.30am pick up) but I still woke about the same time, of course!  The reason for the early starts was mainly to avoid the worst of the crowds and the cruise ship tours (ships were docked in Sorrento most days).  It did work, so it was worth it.
Former mill in Sorrento


Arriving at Capri
View from ski lift
Thursday – noooo, rain!  It was overcast and rainy, though it had stopped by the time of our pick up.  We had shuttle buses down to the harbour for our 30 minute boat trip to Capri.  Our guide for the day was Nello.  As we waited for the boat to depart the heavens opened.  The boat had no cover so it was umbrellas at the ready.  Then the rain stopped again.  A few drops began as we reached Capri but then the sky cleared and the sun came out.  That’s more like it!  This was to be one of the best days.  We drove to Anacapri and being so early we were first on to the ski lift there.  Wow!  The views on the twelve minute ride were spectacular and so peaceful apart from the squeak from the wheel winding the ski lift up.  At the top it was beautiful.  Pathways with wonderful views and so quiet.  I could have happily stayed there all day.  Back down on the lift to the town where we quickly headed for Villa S. Michele.  What a lovely place.  I wish there had been more time as the rooms and gardens were beautiful but we couldn’t miss our coach!  There was just time for an orange slush (hubby had a lemon one so we could try both).  The taste was so intense, orgasmic!  Worth every euro!  Then it into the Funicolare down to the Marina Grande for an hour’s boat trip around the island.  Again this was lovely, seeing all the villas perched on the hillsides, the little grottos with stalactites or the one with coral and lovers arch at Faraglioni.  Coming back we had half an hour to spend before our return trip so there was just time for me to have a quick paddle in the Mediterranean.  I can tell you that it was cool but not cold.  In fact it was lovely!
A view from the top at Anacapri
One of the grottos

Fresco at Herculaneum
Friday – sunny, yipeee!  A 7.45am start to Herculaneum with Nello as our guide. We drove out the same way as we did to Pompeii with Vesuvius dominating the skyline.  I could not find the place on the Italian map until I realised that on there it is called Ercolano, its Italian name.  It is closer to Naples and was once right by the sea but now about a mile away.  Herculaneum is much better preserved than Pompeii due to the fact that mud filled in so much (Pompeii was ash and heat) so many of the buildings still have their upper storeys and there are more frescoes.  It is amazing that so much has survived.  It is a much smaller site with new Ercolano clinging to the borders, but there is much more under the new buildings.  I loved it here and prefer it to Pompeii.  The baths are pretty cool!  This was a seaside resort in those days, a place to come and relax as opposed to Pompeii which was a town living in the fast line with eating establishments on a par with today’s McDonalds (fast food – no one really cooked).  After Nello had taken us around we had about half an hour to ourselves following one of two routes back to the coach.  It was over all too fast.  We were back at our hotel by lunch time and then we sat on the terrace with a pot of tea watching the road repairers laying tarmac and the crazy drivers trying to go over it!  Much heated language and arm waving!
Herculaneum
Second floors are still evident - this is above a shop
Nello, our guide, is left of the picture, in blue shorts. He is standing in front of a wooden screen now burnt to charcoal.


The road outside hotel (taken from the terrace)
Saturday – going home, (sniff).  We had almost the whole day to ourselves as transfer time to the airport wasn’t until 5.10pm.  The day was again sunny and hot (temperatures had been around 25/26 degrees all week).  We strolled down to Sorrento, sat and watched the world go by, had lunch in the Mayflower Restaurant and shopped for last minute goodies.  I had the chance to visit the church near the gardens where a wedding was due to take place that day.  The order of service was in place on the pews and the flowers were still being finished off.  What a lovely church for a wedding.  I took photos and bought a bookmark from the little shop next door and went to the courtyard (like cloisters).  We walked slowly back to our hotel and once again had tea on the terrace.  Near the time we were to leave I opened the suitcase for a change of clothes (for English weather – everyone was doing the same) and went to change in the toilets.  When we got to the airport there was a problem with the tickets – our flights didn’t match and the boarding passes wouldn’t go through the self-service gate.  Finally someone came and let us through.  We were about an hour late leaving.  We came on Easyjet and were going back on Small Planet (who no one had heard of!) – basically it’s a Russian franchise, I believe.  When we took off our pilot told us the route we would be flying, including some part of the UK!  Naples looked great by night as we ascended into the sky.  Lights all over the place.  It was a clear night so we could see much more and it was even clear as we landed at Gatwick.  Home wasn’t far now but it was about 1am when we walked through the door and in bed about 2.30 after a good English cuppa!
Tea on the terrace - how civilised

I miss Sorrento; the weather (felt like we had gone back a season here in the UK) and I even miss the euro and the language.  I took over 500 photos and am busy editing.  This was a special holiday and the memories will remain for a very long time.

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