My movements have not been planned since in Italy, and ive decided to spend my last days in Positano. Ive met some great girls here who also love eating and relaxing, so id rather be spending time with like minded people in the sun before heading home to what sounds like may be chilly weather.
Our trio turned four today, when we adopted another solo traveller, an American named Jennifer who wasn't yet feeling the love of Positano after her first couple of hours of arriving. We took her downtown for breakfast in the patisserie cafe and by the time it was over, she was sold. Ready with beach wear and plenty of sunscreen for the day, we found our little motor sailboat and were taken to a private beach for the day where we rented sun lounges, swam and relaxed all day.
There was an elevated restaurant called Da Adolfo / www.daadolfo.com / on the beach with pebbles as flooring and a delicious menu all in Italian. We figured out what most of it meant between the four of us. I ate a fresh peice of swordfish simply grilled and drizzled in olive oil and balsamic, that was caught that morning. We drank litres of locale vino blanco out of ceramic jugs and glass cups, took some down to the beach and had a smashing afternoon of bliss.
By around 6pm we headed back on the little boat with the red fish on the mast, and once we reached shore after 15 minutes, it was straight to the patisserie again for the hugest cream and chocolate profiteroles. We merrily took the bus back up the giant hill to our hostel and later walked back down to eat dinner, then up again to walk some of it off.
We ate our daily gelato, ready for bed!
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