The train trip from Florence to Naples/Sorrento was supposed to be used to write the Florence leg of the blog but we were seated across from a thoroughly entertaining American Mom who was finishing a European journey at the end of her son’s last semester of Law school. She & I ended up talking the whole way to Rome, their terminus. Steve said we could have been sisters. Not sure if that was a compliment? We got here to the Grand Grand Hotel Aminta (www.aminta.it) at ~2pm. It’s located 2.5 miles up in the mountains above Sorrento, a splendid location. Checking in was a snafu. The front desk couldn’t find any record that I’d reserved the room for 4 nights. Well, it was because I hadn’t booked the room. Maura McKnight had No Reservations. I am not a celebrity chef with a camera crew so I had no clout whatsoever. We forwarded the email exchanges from 2/17/10 to present (from the iPhone…love that gadget!) so they would have something to look up. Ah, their emails confirmed availability of the room I requested but hadn’t confirmed that I actually could have it. Steve said it’s like asking, “Have you the time?” & being told, “I’m happy to inform you that the time is available”, & then walking away. I thought he was hilarious! In the end, the room was ours, including balcony w/sunset, Mediterranean Sea & Mt. Vesuvious views ☺ After settling in, we hoofed it down to the town of Sorrento, grabbed a bite, walked around a few hours to get the lay of the land, then took the shuttle back up the hill in time for dinner, which was yummy. Baby squid soup with fennel for me, swordfish & potatoes for Steve. Blog update, pix posted, collapsed.
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