SORRENTO
Wednesday, 18 May.
We had arranged our
schedule to have to have most of this day in Sorrento, giving us a total
of five full days here. We had arrived about 2:30 on Saturday, and we
wouldn't be leaving until 4:00 today. We were up at 7:20 and packed until
9:20 when we had breakfast in the garden. This was the nicest day yet,
sunny and warm with no wind. This was the first time we heard the caged
birds in the garden singing.
We paid our bill but had arranged to
keep our room key and leave our luggage in the room. We finished packing
and finally went out about 11:00. We stopped by Monica's and she called
our hotel in Rome, then put me on the line so I could inquire about their
shuttle. Bad news, they said it stopped running at 8:00 p.m. and we were
arriving later than that. They said just to take a taxi, which would be
about 15 Euros ($21). Unfortunately, they didn't mention that we had to take a
special taxi. More about that later. We walked down Corso Italia past the Cathedral, and Jane did a little last minute shopping. Then we walked to the Foreigners' Club that I'd discovered earlier when looking for a tourist office. It had a restaurant with a large patio right above the Marina Piccolo, the Terrazza delle Sirene (Terrace of the Sirens). The view of Mt. Vesuvius and the shoreline from Naples to Sorrento was spectacular. We ordered a light lunch and sat far an hour, soaking in the atmosphere. Then we went to the Villa Comunale, the overlook near our B&B, and sat on a bench until 3:45. We went back to our room and did our final packing. We went out to the street a few minutes early (3:55) and our driver (with the unusual name Sabato) was there. He was very pleasant and friendly and even spoke a little English. Although he drove a large van, we were the only passengers. We (mostly Jane and Sabato) carried on a conversation in Italian the whole way.
Traffic
was heavy and slow along the Sorrento Peninsula but improved once we
reached flatter terrain. As we neared Pompeii, destroyed in Vesuvius'
eruption in 79 A.D., we got on the A3 autostrada (expressway), and Sabato
really took off. We couldn't see Pompeii itself from the highway. I don't
think we ever got within two miles of it. But we could see Mt. Vesuvius
several miles ahead. Eventually we passed through the narrow gap between
Vesuvius and the sea. We were less than a mile from the lower slope and
probably about three miles from the crater. Very shortly after that, we
passed Herculaneum, also destroyed in the 79 A.D. eruption.
Soon we
entered the Naples metropolitan area and a few minutes later were at
Naples' Capodichino Airport. It was just 5:00. Sabato had made the 90
minute drive in just 60 minutes. Sabato then took all three pieces of our
luggage into the terminal, found out which counter we were to go to check
in, and carried the luggage there. We couldn't believe the great service.
I gave him a generous tip, of course, and we said our goodbyes.
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