an infamous terrain of quaint villages, precipitous cliffs,
sorbet sunsets and dramatic coastlines, the
Amalfi Coast is a place to be marvelled. Tracing the southern
edge of Italy’s Sorrentine Peninsula, we collect summer anecdotes
from the seaside settlements of Sorrento, Positano, Capri
The beautiful promenades are animated by colour, texture, scent
and music. Restaurants fill the streets with fresh basil and
tomatoes, boutiques sell the finest linen garments and bespoke
leather bags, and independent ateliers specialise in hand-painted
ceramics and terracotta pots.
With Mediterranean mannerisms and feverish linguistics, the
Italians are people of passion. Though life here is simple, there
is a sweet splendour to their muted, pastel abodes, authentic
cuisine and gregarious hospitality. Everyone is family. Romantics
love unabashedly and publicly, fuelled by adrenaline on red Vespas
and siestas under beach umbrellas.
Italy is best spent unhurried; preferably dining alfresco with
limoncello spritz and Catalonian wine as evening companions. For
the hours of daylight, we kayak into the secluded shores of Fiordo
di Furore, take a boat trip to Faraglioni – Capri’s great oceanic
rocks – snorkel in the azure tides of Praino and indulge in creamy
gelato on rustic, terraced rooftops.
Between the lemon groves and fishermen’s docks, the espressos in
the piazza, I have stumbled upon la dolce vita. And let’s suppose
maybe, just maybe, in ten years when we close our eyes and
reminisce a little, we’ll return to this delicious moment of the
sea in our hair, sun on our skin and spaghetti on our lips.