I had promised myself (and you) that I would stop myself from writing a post about yet another holiday but my life is pretty boring and this is as good as it gets so what can I do?
My birthday surprise, was finding out that we were going to Conca Dei Marini, near Amalfi, for my dad’s birthday. So that’s where we found ourselves exactly two months after the big reveal. This summer has been all about first time experiences- I had never been to Italy before either and once I was there I felt like my life had been missing something up until that point.
Freshly caught fish with a side of roasted aubergines and tomatoes topped with parmesan. I could have eaten it ever day, and I nearly did 5 out of 7 days is pretty good going. Nowhere, not in all the expensive restaurants I’ve been lucky enough to go to, has food been as good as in Italy. Fresh, handmade pasta for 8 Euros in Amalfi, grilled Calamari in Positano, buffalo mozzarella and regional tomatoes as a poolside snack.
The only Positano I had been to prior to this trip is the synonymous restaurant down the road from my father’s apartment here in Hamburg. The food there is amazing but has nothing on the experience of being in Positano itself. I feel like before I wax lyrical about this place I am required to also say that the 30 minute taxi ride each way cost a total of €160 from Conca dei Marini. Unfortunately I do not have many photos of Positano itself apart from from the periphery because we went for dinner one evening and the lighting wasn’t great, producing fuzzy photos and not in a cute, artistic way! There was everything I could ever ask for, including the guest appearane of Paris Hilton which I unfortunately missed, hahaha. There were bars, cafes, restaurants in the courtyards of five star hotels where starters started at €15 and the most amazing art galleries, open until late in the night. Of course no trip to Italy is complete with a trip to the Gelateria and where there’s a will there’s a way and suddenly we were all just about hungry enough for a scoop.
There isn’t much more I can say other than that you need to see this place for yourself. My dad has already dropped
subtle hints about us returning next year so if that doesn’t tell you enough about how amazing a place the Amafi Coast is, I don’t know what will.