A Malphetani

This morning, I went for a stroll through Sorrento's back lanes (even descending a cavernous storm drain) and found omnipresent olive trees that probably predate most of the buildings.

A little later, I went exploring the winding Amalfi Coast by bus - thank goodness I didn't go with my first idea and rent a scooter or I would be part of a submarine exhibit in a thousand years.
The roads here were designed by the same people that designed the bobbypin and the pretzel. How 2 busses can pass in a space smaller than a typical North American lane on a curve while a motor scooter is passing between is beyond my spatial comprehension. I just stare saucer-eyed out the window in wonder.

The bus climbed the endless meander to the top of the hill overlooking Vesuvius, then suddenly we swept around a curve and while one eye kept the Bay of Naples in view, the other found the Gulf of Salerno.