Naples Napoli and the Amalfi Coast: Italian passion
A spectacular landscape dominated by the Vesubio
Naples, Italy beach: Costa Amalfitana harbour
Naples-Napoli, Italy
Taken a bath by the turquoise waters of the Mediterranean, the romantic one
coast amalfitana keeps the secret of the Italian passion,
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in a landscape spectacular where the eternal volcano Vesuvius reigns, in a magic earth, where
the melancholic elegance of the past remains latent in each one
of their corners, alone we can allow ourselves to take for the romanticism and
to enjoy the Carpe Diem.
Naples is pure Italy, next to the elegant Florence, and the inigualable Rome
it was part of the Great Tour, the trip iniciático for writers and poets, for painters
and lovers of the life, as Lord Byron,
John Keats or Shelly that escaped from those
cold and foggy British lands in search of the light, the art and the Italian happiness, of
Naples Stendhal said, "I Go, but not
I will forget Via Toledo neither any other neighborhood
of Naples, according to my view without point of
comparison, the most beautiful city in the universe."
Perhaps if the great French writer traveled today his streets and squares he would not think
the same thing, but for sure he/she would enjoy the
city with the same passion, because after the one
bustle and the anarchy survives all the beauty
that it fell in love the writer. Naples is as
a numerous family, full with passion and madness, where the disorder is part of her and
where all remain united in spite of
the problems making it only and special.
With so intoxicant sensations, anything better than going aboard in the one
port sorrentino and to go toward the island of Ischia, not as well-known as their neighbor
Capri. Ischia is a perfect place to know the character of the inhabitants of the gulf
of Naples, open, kind and cheerful people
that they invite me without many preambles
to share the banquet of the wedding in the
that I have just appeared attempted to discover
to the soul of the islanders. It is then when
alone can say: Viva Italy !
The best trip is the one that never ends up
or, better even, the one that we would like that never
it ended up because we want to continue dreamt.
For it my penultimate Italian stop me
it takes until the cherry of the cake, the small one
town of Positano. Climbed in a sharp cliff, their houses are part
of a magic one it pierces, where the light of the Mediterranean floods everything to move
in volandas to the paradise, where the scent to lemon
unites to that of the lavender perfuming all the
corners, their beach is the home of painters and
fishermen, of tourists and travelers. Positano
makes me dream of golden dawns in
rooms that lean out to a blue sea
cobalt, while the breeze shakes the red ones
buganvilias that wind for the wall of
a small terrace and the aroma to lemon me
it caresses to mark me with a cheerful one melancolia that will make that I never forget of
Naples and of the coast Amalfitana.
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