It is incredibly difficult to put into words the city of Positano, so I have borrowed a few.
‘Positano bites deep. It is a dream place that isn’t quite real when you are there and becomes beckoningly real after you have gone’ - John Steinbeck
Being home, I resonate with this quote even more so. While you are there time stands still, the city is so different than anything else that you are constantly trying to take it all in. The day we arrived was our best travel day of the trip, our train was on time from Florence, we caught the earlier ferry then originally planned, and although it was a bit of a sweaty trek up to our meeting point, we made it to the hotel chain and were given a ride to our villa in Nocelle.
Nocelle is a much smaller village beside positano, it's about a 30 minute drive up the moutain because of all the switchbacks that need to be taken. But it is well worth the drive. Nocelle has the same charm and beautiful views of positano and then some. It's so small that everyone seemed to know everyone, and all you can hear at night are the crickets. We fell in love with two family owned restaurants in Nocelle, both with incredible views and unique atmospheres.
The best food of the trip was had in Nocelle and Positano. Homemade Ravioli stuffed with Mozarella, Tomatoe salads, pizzas on pizzas, and seafood fresh from the ocean.