Sunny Sorrento
Aug. 30th, 2023 05:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
crystalcazzieAnd here we finally arrive at the final leg of my Italian adventure. Getting all these photos posted within a year of the holiday feels like quite an achievement!
Part IV: Sorrento
Yes, we're in Sorrento! This is actually where the holiday went a bit sour for me. One of the optional activities I'd signed up for was a Sorrento cooking class cos I thought it sounded like a fun thing we'd all be doing together. But then I found out that no one else from our group had signed up for the class. I asked our guide what would happen in that case and she assured me that there would be people from other groups and I definitely wouldn't be on my own. When we got to Sorrento I was told that a man was going to pick me up and drive me in his car to where his wife would be holding the class (in their home, I think) and it would be just me and no one else there. I really wasn't comfortable with this so I backed out and felt guilty about backing out but also upset that I hadn't been told in advance that this would be a possibility. But I just tried to put it behind me and enjoy the extra time I had in Sorrento, which in hindsight was actually a better idea than spending time in a cooking class. (I also hadn't realised just how much of our time in Sorrento the class would take up.)
So I walked into town with everyone else. When you arrive from the Naples direction you're greeted with this dude:
"Hey, guys! Groovy. Welcome to Sorrento. I'm standing on a fish."
As you can see, we had another lovely day weather-wise.
Sorrento likes its statues and we passed another one not long later:
St Francis of Assisi. I didn't see the bird at first and thought he was just overcome with the joys of dance.
We walked down to look at the sea.
Uh, guys?
Guys, I think the volcano's erupting...
Turning away from the impending doom we explored more of the town.
Lots of pretty little narrow lanes for me to spend money in. And I did.
And a bell tower!
Janis and I took a ride around the town on a little road train, which was fun. And passed this sign:
"You are never enough for me."
I cannot decide if the guy messes up the photo or adds character.
Our guide had suggested we meet at the Foreigner's Club at 1 for lunch. So Janis and I turned up at 12:55 but couldn't see anyone around. We went in and found the group sat at a table with food having clearly been there a while. And yes, I was also annoyed about that.
A nice refreshing cocktail to improve the mood!
It was a lovely location with a beautiful view. I had a very nice ravioli caprese. A couple of girls said they liked my fox dress and asked where I got it from. I think they were a bit put off when I said it was from Hell Bunny!
I'm so glad we went to the Foreigner's Club even if I was disappointed at the group not waiting for us, cos it was just a perfect holiday location and atmosphere and exactly the kind of experience I wanted to have.
If you look closely there is a very fat dog in this picture. I don't know why it hasn't moved to a shadier spot!
More pretty views. I think the volcano has settled a bit.
We went for more of a wander to the ancient town wall.
Where we found a chimney.
And a pretty old tree.
A hole in the wall.
A few more pics of the town square as we headed back towards the coach. But only towards, not all the way, because our next stop was...
Limoncello!
We wandered through a lemon grove to an outdoor seating area where the lady told us all about how limoncello is made and gave us some samples to try.
These cups did contain limoncello-soaked baba, traditional limoncello, orangecello, fennelcello and licouricecello (I don't think those are what they're really called but it's easier!) We also tried some lemon marmalade and went back inside for some lemon sorbet.
Small but tasty.
I felt like I had to buy a bottle of limoncello after all that. But me being me I've just kept it for months and haven't touched it yet!
~*~
The next day we said farewell to Pompeii.
Goodbye, Vesuvius! You look very pretty.
The moon was still up that morning so I took a picture of that too:
And the sunrise:
And the church:
When I took that picture I noticed a dog on the nearby rooftop.
So of course I took a picture of him too!
And the other end of the balcony, facing the station.
We left our big bags at the hotel then strolled down to spend the morning in town before it was time to leave.
After seeing this church from the outside loads of times I decided to venture in.
Some might call it an obscene show of wealth.
But an undeniably pretty one.
A lovely day to sit outside.
And there's a bar right there, how convenient! This is the bar where if I'd been on one of my usual holidays with Paul we definitely would have had a drink there at least one evening.
But this day I had to say goodbye to Italy with...
Cannoli and a cappuccino!
That street leads to the ruins of Pompeii and has lots of little market stalls. Janis and I wandered back down it so she could take some pictures of the bodies.
And so concludes my Italian adventure. All that was left was the coach to the airport and a slightly delayed plane home:
And as I reach the end I see that one of my photos somehow got out of order and I never posted my pizza with pasta from the night we went out to eat at Pizza and Pasta, so here:
Delicious!
Part IV: Sorrento
Yes, we're in Sorrento! This is actually where the holiday went a bit sour for me. One of the optional activities I'd signed up for was a Sorrento cooking class cos I thought it sounded like a fun thing we'd all be doing together. But then I found out that no one else from our group had signed up for the class. I asked our guide what would happen in that case and she assured me that there would be people from other groups and I definitely wouldn't be on my own. When we got to Sorrento I was told that a man was going to pick me up and drive me in his car to where his wife would be holding the class (in their home, I think) and it would be just me and no one else there. I really wasn't comfortable with this so I backed out and felt guilty about backing out but also upset that I hadn't been told in advance that this would be a possibility. But I just tried to put it behind me and enjoy the extra time I had in Sorrento, which in hindsight was actually a better idea than spending time in a cooking class. (I also hadn't realised just how much of our time in Sorrento the class would take up.)
So I walked into town with everyone else. When you arrive from the Naples direction you're greeted with this dude:
"Hey, guys! Groovy. Welcome to Sorrento. I'm standing on a fish."
As you can see, we had another lovely day weather-wise.
Sorrento likes its statues and we passed another one not long later:
St Francis of Assisi. I didn't see the bird at first and thought he was just overcome with the joys of dance.
We walked down to look at the sea.
Uh, guys?
Guys, I think the volcano's erupting...
Turning away from the impending doom we explored more of the town.
Lots of pretty little narrow lanes for me to spend money in. And I did.
And a bell tower!
Janis and I took a ride around the town on a little road train, which was fun. And passed this sign:
"You are never enough for me."
I cannot decide if the guy messes up the photo or adds character.
Our guide had suggested we meet at the Foreigner's Club at 1 for lunch. So Janis and I turned up at 12:55 but couldn't see anyone around. We went in and found the group sat at a table with food having clearly been there a while. And yes, I was also annoyed about that.
A nice refreshing cocktail to improve the mood!
It was a lovely location with a beautiful view. I had a very nice ravioli caprese. A couple of girls said they liked my fox dress and asked where I got it from. I think they were a bit put off when I said it was from Hell Bunny!
I'm so glad we went to the Foreigner's Club even if I was disappointed at the group not waiting for us, cos it was just a perfect holiday location and atmosphere and exactly the kind of experience I wanted to have.
If you look closely there is a very fat dog in this picture. I don't know why it hasn't moved to a shadier spot!
More pretty views. I think the volcano has settled a bit.
We went for more of a wander to the ancient town wall.
Where we found a chimney.
And a pretty old tree.
A hole in the wall.
A few more pics of the town square as we headed back towards the coach. But only towards, not all the way, because our next stop was...
Limoncello!
We wandered through a lemon grove to an outdoor seating area where the lady told us all about how limoncello is made and gave us some samples to try.
These cups did contain limoncello-soaked baba, traditional limoncello, orangecello, fennelcello and licouricecello (I don't think those are what they're really called but it's easier!) We also tried some lemon marmalade and went back inside for some lemon sorbet.
Small but tasty.
I felt like I had to buy a bottle of limoncello after all that. But me being me I've just kept it for months and haven't touched it yet!
~*~
The next day we said farewell to Pompeii.
Goodbye, Vesuvius! You look very pretty.
The moon was still up that morning so I took a picture of that too:
And the sunrise:
And the church:
When I took that picture I noticed a dog on the nearby rooftop.
So of course I took a picture of him too!
And the other end of the balcony, facing the station.
We left our big bags at the hotel then strolled down to spend the morning in town before it was time to leave.
After seeing this church from the outside loads of times I decided to venture in.
Some might call it an obscene show of wealth.
But an undeniably pretty one.
A lovely day to sit outside.
And there's a bar right there, how convenient! This is the bar where if I'd been on one of my usual holidays with Paul we definitely would have had a drink there at least one evening.
But this day I had to say goodbye to Italy with...
Cannoli and a cappuccino!
That street leads to the ruins of Pompeii and has lots of little market stalls. Janis and I wandered back down it so she could take some pictures of the bodies.
And so concludes my Italian adventure. All that was left was the coach to the airport and a slightly delayed plane home:
And as I reach the end I see that one of my photos somehow got out of order and I never posted my pizza with pasta from the night we went out to eat at Pizza and Pasta, so here:
Delicious!
