road. trip.
Saturday, April 16th 2011
We woke up to a wonderful complementary breakfast at the hotel La Favorita in Sorrento, Italy. The weather was just beautiful and the hotel had a roof top terrace with a swimming pool. We hung out on the roof for a few hours in the morning and then decided to go over to Capri when the weather started to turn. We hopped on the ferry and took a 20-minuet ride to Capri. When we disembarked, we were hoping to be able to see the famous Blue Grotto but unfortunately, the weather would not permit us to do so. So instead we took a bus ride up the mountain to Anacapri. The bus ride was, anything but normal. To start, we were jam packed like sardines in a can and we were inches from the cliff looking down a good thousand feet and winding back and forth all the way up to the top. If you know how Italians drive, I’m sure you’ll understand when I say that I closed my eyes basically the entire time. The road was very narrow, not big enough for two cars but, of course, there was on coming traffic. We narrowly missed collisions on multiple occasions and even scrapped the side of the bus on the rock wall, but all the Italians obviously used to this type of driving carried on like nothing happened. Do I even need to say that every American on that bus was on the verge of a heart attack? That is definitely one thing I do miss about America, not feeling like I am about to die every time I get on the road.