Amalfi, a quick trip. Too quick, just enough for a snack before boarding the last return ferry to Sorrento after a long and slow bus ride from Positano along the windy, narrow, mountain roads.
I loved the ferry. I loved seeing it all from the sea, growing smaller and smaller as we propelled away from the coast. The wind was so violent whipping in my face. We passed Capri and arrived in Marina Piccola less than hour after departure.
Away from the crowds, isolated by the roar of the engines and the winds, it was beautiful to sit and breath it in – the sea, the floras, and the lemon.