In Sorrento, we were less harried, there was less of a crowd, the streets were more peaceful and easier to navigate without jostling for space, lemon or was it orange trees lined the streets, and we took our time ambling along. We dined by the beach on the freshest catch, walked the road of the charming town and lost our collectives breaths at the too tall bridge that connected the town.
Sorrento is always a dream, and the time here is always too short, too sweet and it leaves you charmed. Even in the rain, Sorrento is endlessly charming, I left a little piece of myself here therefore I must go back to reacquaint myself with her.
Eat: O’Puledrone Ristorante: by the sea, we dined at a most delicious place right by the sea and it was heavenly one of the best seafood pasta I’ve ever eaten. Ran by a lovely local family who are also fishermen, the food here is fresh and it is one of that will make you smack your lips. Perfect.
See: Piazza Tasso: all at once Sorrento feels intimate and grand, there are pockets of loveliness that in the grandness of the town does not diminish the personality of it as well. Piazza Tasso is one of such place to people watch and to see all of life unfold around you.
Valley of the Mills: if you are in and around the Piazza you might as well see this because it was the building of the piazza that caused the mills to be abandoned, cutting it off from the sea. It is still quite an edifice to be seen.
Walk: the old town and its cathedrals, its lanes and imbibe in the history of it all. Search out the cathedrals and the cloisters of Saint Francis that dates back to middle ages with its Roman-Arab influence.
Press Pause: by the Marina Grande, as busy as this place might be it is also beautifully peaceful and haunting and atmospheric and seductive. You will eat good food here but also bottle up the feeling it’ll leave you with and take it with you.
Cattedrale di Sorrento: one of the most beautiful and poignant churches you will ever visit. As the name denotes it’s important to Sorrento; the exterior is deceptively simple, but the interior will take your breath away. Oh, and when inside look up and marvel at the majesty of it all.
Museo della Tarsia di Rolo: there is a wooden museum I didn’t make it to but have earmarked for next time.
Come home with… something lemony because this was our last stop before heading home it is also where I bought two more bottles of limoncello.
On a random tip I think of the bicycle that was inlaid into a wall on the way to the Marina Grande and I wonder which was there first of the story behind that. Sorrento leaves you with a yearning to know more about her, a truly magical place.