Lazy bums that we are we didn't even get up until 8:20 today to start our five hour drive up the hairline edge cliffside road of the Amalfi Coastline. There was only minor screaming in the car. Britt says it was both beautiful and horrifying especially when the monstrous 100 seater tourist buses barrelled around blind corners straight at us not even slowing, just honking, leaning on their horn to scare off all the tourists who were already terrified.
We stopped whenever we could to admire the amazing view.
Britts quick eye (her good one) caught the sign for The Emerald Grotto so we completely trusted the little parking man, who we have never seen before, with the key to our car and all our worldly goods, and squished ourselves with 13 other people into the tiny elevator that fits four. We have no idea how deep into the earth we descended but we ended up in a tiny boat with the other 40 people who also had no life jackets. We were lucky enough to get the front row where Britt quickly became friends with the “Boatman” who was at least 50 and just as fascinated with Britt as Britt was with the Grotto. He spent the entire trip saying “Lookie Lookie Babeeee Canada” in all his sentences. It was actually very funny. He said he didn't care if she had a boyfriend in Canada because Canada is the other side of the world! Lookie Lookie Baby Canada” He wanted a quick date, but mostly he wanted a Boatman tip. The best part of the grotto was the natural emerald light shining from a 16 meter long underwater tunnel.
We are now at Sorrento Resort Campogaio; camping, in a cabin, with no air conditioning and no screens on the windows. We thought the price was right when we booked it. (See photo below) After our leisurely and fish-like swim in the Tyrrhenian we sat, high above the sea looking out on to the Island of Capri.
We stopped whenever we could to admire the amazing view.
Britts quick eye (her good one) caught the sign for The Emerald Grotto so we completely trusted the little parking man, who we have never seen before, with the key to our car and all our worldly goods, and squished ourselves with 13 other people into the tiny elevator that fits four. We have no idea how deep into the earth we descended but we ended up in a tiny boat with the other 40 people who also had no life jackets. We were lucky enough to get the front row where Britt quickly became friends with the “Boatman” who was at least 50 and just as fascinated with Britt as Britt was with the Grotto. He spent the entire trip saying “Lookie Lookie Babeeee Canada” in all his sentences. It was actually very funny. He said he didn't care if she had a boyfriend in Canada because Canada is the other side of the world! Lookie Lookie Baby Canada” He wanted a quick date, but mostly he wanted a Boatman tip. The best part of the grotto was the natural emerald light shining from a 16 meter long underwater tunnel.
We are now at Sorrento Resort Campogaio; camping, in a cabin, with no air conditioning and no screens on the windows. We thought the price was right when we booked it. (See photo below) After our leisurely and fish-like swim in the Tyrrhenian we sat, high above the sea looking out on to the Island of Capri.
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