Positano is one of those places out of a dream. I first came to Italy on a High School trip when I was 15, and completely fell in love with Rome, and I knew that returning as an adult was going to be a completely different experience. The last stop on our 3-week Italian Road-trip was the Amalfi Coast, a glittering, iconic, limoncello-scented god of a travel destination. After getting held up in Rome, we arrived to the coast a couple days later than expected – and were met with a crazy flash thunderstorm that flooded the streets and trapped our car in a tiny alley that temporarily became a river – but we finally made it!
Our first stop was Sorrento, where we stayed in the most beautiful palace of a hotel, and then on our second day, we finally drove through the famous coastal road into Positano – our first stop was this roadside stand for some lemons and tomatoes for snacking.
One of Brandon’s dreams had always been to drive the Amalfi Coast – check!
Stepping out onto the beach.
Driving down every little road we could find to see where they led and what magic was at the end of them – we jumped off docks into the ocean, ate truffle prosciutto sandwiches at a tiny deli, and took in just the greatest views.
On our very last day in Italy – and of our entire European summer – we set sail on a daycruise with Bluestar Positano, the best way to possibly end the long journey of our summer – and all of the amazing and terrible experiences that went into it.
We swam to hidden beaches.
Dove in caves.
And took in the final sunset from Hotel Pupetto – where we ended our entire summer with the most delicious Italian pasta and seafood dinner.
