Breakfast: Cherries and apricot followed by bocconcini drizzled in olive oil, prosciutto, heirloom tomatoes, finely sliced sweet cherry tomatoes and sliced mozzarella. OMG. The first morning in Positano is off to a cracking start. AND it’s a buffet. You all know what that means.
So obviously the Wheaters have made it to Italy! Our room in Positano is great – we even have our own access via some old steps into big old double doors. The room has a balcony which overlooks the sea. Sure the walls have character stains and cracks, but the ocean is sparkling, there are rich people on boats and our white skin is going to get some sunbed love.
Positano is beautiful – lemon trees everywhere, fig trees, olive trees, and shops full of lavender clothing, mostly in cheesecloth material. What the? I even saw a woman on the flight on the way here wearing the most coordinated outfit ever – lavender jeans, a stripey lavender, purple, olive and white top, a lavender LEATHER handbag, and lavender mules with gemstones on it. Seriously. Lavender didn’t even suit her.
Also there’s loads of shops selling coral jewellery (a weird amount of shops selling coral jewellery) and some of it is actually alright.
Another highlight is listening to the Americans talk at breakfast (you have no choice but to listen due to the decibel level), there’s one couple here from Boston, she’s in recruiting (so it’s crazy to spend lots on dinner in these economic times, right?) and her husband employs a lot of Portuguese and Brazilian. Oh and some Hebrew because she went to college there.
Muz is leaning over my shoulder and giving me a hurry up to get to the beach (a reasonable 12 euro per sunbed) so I’d better choof.
Oh and another great thing about Positano – the dogs here wear BANDANAS! so you know what Ped is getting as a present…
lots of love, hugs and leopard print,
the wheaters xxx