amalfi

During my year in Italy I traveled by plane, train, taxi, car, bike and bus. I saw Italy through more windows than I can count and yet one particular journey stands out in my mind. It was a warm Saturday…

When I think of the tiny towns nestled along Italy’s Mediterranean coast, I think of the multi-hued sherbet cubes tucked into cliffsides, varying shades of aquamarine water with colorful boats bobbing up and down, gray pebbly beaches with lounge chairs…