But Kat got him back with Italian Viagra.
We did a little hike above the town to some remnants of the papermills that used to supply paper for the Pope. Then we walked from Amalfi to the next town, Atrani, through narrow corridors built into the cliffs. These small corridors literally had people living on both sides, like an apartment building. Hard to describe, but something I’ll never forget. Atrani was even smaller than Amalfi – a nice lunch in the piazza there, and then some walking by the sea. Then it was back to Amalfi where we picked up a ferry to Positano. This is yet another town perched on the cliffs of the Amalfi coastline, with more upscale shops, and steeper climbs.
From there, a bus from Positano back to home base Sorrento – too full for seats, so we had to stand the whole way, practically surfing the crazy windy road back to Sorrento. More gelato walking back to the hostel – I’m 3 for 3, and hoping the gelato a day habit continues.
More walking around town, and a fine dinner up the hill overlooking the bay.

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