After our mammoth walk yesterday we decided to do a smaller low key walk that saw us back in Ravello chatting again to Alfa. The programme that we are following for today hasdei Valle fererers
which in translation is the Valley of the Mills. We had taken walk as an optional add on yesterday, we decided Scala was the place to be. Scala is a very small village that sits higher up the cliff top about 2 miles from Ravello. We dutifully purchased our tickets and waited in a loose queue at the bus stop. However as the time came near to the bus arrival more people thronged in and inched their way further to the front of the ever increasing group of people. Queuing did not seem to be a word or an action to be taken. The bus arrives and there is a sudden rush, and much pushing as people clamber to board the bus. In the midst of the shuffle the bus had to move forward a meter to let another bus in behind and as luck would have it, he stopped right in front of me. I took the opportunity and jumped aboard leaving Jenny to jostle with the crowds. Eventually a very full and groaning bus tackles the cliff top ride around the hairpin turns to Ravello and on to Scala.
On our arrival in Scala there was thunder and rain so we were forced to hop into a local cafe for coffee, fresh orange juice and cake, to wait out the weather. Hazelnut and caramel. Delicious. With the sun soon shining we began our decent down the road as many of the paths were closed to Ravello. We passed two very impressive balconies that were used in various film sets from the 50's looking across the water to Minari. Like the film stars we leaned, preened and looked generally gorgeous admiring the views, just as the pictures of the film stars showed.
We completed the trip with a coffee at the cafe where we had met and discussed "life in Ravello in general" with a local waitress Alfa. Her favourite saying is praigo, you are welcome. Another bus crush to get back on the local bus to take us back down to Amalfi.
Amalfi is a larger town on the coast and is a stopping point for cruise ships. They seem to arrive every second day, anchor just off the shore and disgorge the passengers in to the town for walks or organised site seeing of the local villages. Today Amalfi is busltling.
Our evening meals / restaurants have been at the recommendation of our hotel reception( male). Jenny has eaten the local fresh pasta. I have had a risotto with shrimps and lemon juice, and tonight a thick minestrone soup full of local vegetable. Delicious.
which in translation is the Valley of the Mills. We had taken walk as an optional add on yesterday, we decided Scala was the place to be. Scala is a very small village that sits higher up the cliff top about 2 miles from Ravello. We dutifully purchased our tickets and waited in a loose queue at the bus stop. However as the time came near to the bus arrival more people thronged in and inched their way further to the front of the ever increasing group of people. Queuing did not seem to be a word or an action to be taken. The bus arrives and there is a sudden rush, and much pushing as people clamber to board the bus. In the midst of the shuffle the bus had to move forward a meter to let another bus in behind and as luck would have it, he stopped right in front of me. I took the opportunity and jumped aboard leaving Jenny to jostle with the crowds. Eventually a very full and groaning bus tackles the cliff top ride around the hairpin turns to Ravello and on to Scala.
On our arrival in Scala there was thunder and rain so we were forced to hop into a local cafe for coffee, fresh orange juice and cake, to wait out the weather. Hazelnut and caramel. Delicious. With the sun soon shining we began our decent down the road as many of the paths were closed to Ravello. We passed two very impressive balconies that were used in various film sets from the 50's looking across the water to Minari. Like the film stars we leaned, preened and looked generally gorgeous admiring the views, just as the pictures of the film stars showed.
We completed the trip with a coffee at the cafe where we had met and discussed "life in Ravello in general" with a local waitress Alfa. Her favourite saying is praigo, you are welcome. Another bus crush to get back on the local bus to take us back down to Amalfi.
Amalfi is a larger town on the coast and is a stopping point for cruise ships. They seem to arrive every second day, anchor just off the shore and disgorge the passengers in to the town for walks or organised site seeing of the local villages. Today Amalfi is busltling.
Our evening meals / restaurants have been at the recommendation of our hotel reception( male). Jenny has eaten the local fresh pasta. I have had a risotto with shrimps and lemon juice, and tonight a thick minestrone soup full of local vegetable. Delicious.
3 comments:
Hi Jocelyn. Great to read of your travels. I have a map of Italy beside me to follow your path. That hazelnut caramel cake sounds delicious. Have fun.
Hi again Jocelyn. Suzanne here. That annonymous comment above was from me. But I am having some fun finding my way around how to post comments - the system has changed a bit from previously and didn't seem to recognise my earlier ID. I used to be Izzy but now I am me or annonymous! Happy travels.
"coffee, fresh orange juice and cake; hazelnut and caramel." Indeed! You should be eating a protein rich porridge. With a glass of water!
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