Showing posts with label Amalfi Coast. Show all posts
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Thursday, August 28, 2008

Capri



Few names have as much romantic associations as the “Beautiful Isle of Capri”, a byword for beauty and luxury since Roman Times. Long a hang-out of the rich and famous, who own sumptuous villas with arresting views, or who anchor their purring yachts in the Marina Grande, Capri has fixed itself in the collective imagination as a place where one might set foot for a few hours, but never settle; a place one can see but never really touch; a bit out of reach unless one has money or power. And yet, beneath the glitz, is a charming Island, with a storied history, where one can spend a day (or two or three!) and come away well-sunned, all appetites sated and the soul re-invigorated. But...in summer, Capri is swarmed by tourists, and the locals are in full "tourist" mode - professionally friendly but detached. Visit Capri in the off-season if you can.


The approach by sea whets the sense of anticipation whether you go by ferry or launch from Naples or Sorrento along the Bay of Naples overlooked by the brooding precence of Mount Vesuvius or along the chequered Amalfi Coast. Here, braced by the salt air a wondrous vista unfolds of deep eroded ravines, villages tucked into the clefts for shelter and defence, Saracen watch towers and implausibly steep terraces groaning with the heavy lemon fruits of Amalfi which make the famous Limoncello. Here we can be in awe of the spectacular coast as we head towards Capri and the Isola Gallo Lungo, once the home of Rudolf Nuryevev but in antiquity these were the islands (Sirenum scopuli; three small rocky islands) where, according to the Greek poet Homer, Ulysses was enticed and held captive by the mystical song of the Sirens. Visitors will still be seduced by the Sirens and the Amalfi Coast today.

"You will come first of all to the Sirens, who are enchanters
of all mankind and whoever comes their way; and that man
who unsuspecting approaches them, and listens to the Sirens
singing, has no prospect of coming home and delighting
his wife and little children as they stand about him in greeting,
but the Sirens by the melody of their singing enchant him."


Homer, (Odyssey XII, 39).

Then Capri comes into view, a mysterious prescence in the ocean with a definite sculptural quality which is both enticicing and mysterious, surrounded by Cliffs and sea rocks with the two (originally) fortified towns of Capri and Anacapri on the heights at the centre to protect them from the frequent visitations of Barbary Corsairs and others. And then at the end of the island facing towards the Bay of Naples you can envision the palace from which the Emperor Tiberius Caesar ran the empire which stretched from the atlantic Ocean to the Arabian desert, from the Pillars of Hercules to Judea. Here on this island in the centre of the sea which they named “Mare Mediteranea” – The Middle Sea where one man ruled from a palace named after their greatest deity Jupiter, the “Villa Jovis.” It was 2,000 years ago the largest house in the world and if it was still standing today it would still have that title. But to our modern mindset Capri was a vision of romantic escapism as epitomised by the song made famous in the 30’s by island resident Gracie Fields;

“Twas on the Isle of Capri that I found her,
Beneath the shade of an old walnut tree,
Oh, I can still see the flowers blooming 'round her,
Where we met on the Isle of Capri.”


Not to mention Noël Coward’s jolly ditty about the matronly English widow "who discovered in the nick of time that life was for living".

“Just for fun, three young men
Bowed low to Mrs Wentworth- Brewster
Said "Scusi", and abruptly goosed her,
Then there was quite a scene,
Her family in floods of tears cried, "Leave these men, Mama"
She said, "They're just high-spirited, like all Italians are"
And most of them have a great deal more to offer than Papa
In a bar on the Piccola Marina “



Capri Town

Capri is an island which some people love and some people hate. Those against the island are generally those who arrive for a daytrip, and find an expensive commercialised destination crammed to bursting with other daytrippers. Others, however, love the combination of island simplicity, natural beauty and busy glitz. And if you stay overnight, you'll find a different Capri. After the last daytrippers leave, a kind of exclusive peace settles over the island as those who are privileged to be staying overnight emerge for their evening passeggiata, or to sip drinks on the famous little square, the Piazzetta. The principal Capri tourist attraction is the island itself; its views, its rocky seashores and its scenic charm. There is plenty of good walking - or strolling - to be done as you explore the island.



Top scenic panoramas include views of the Bay of Naples, the Faraglioni Rocks and the Gardens of Augustus. From the mid-19th century onwards, following the “rediscovery” of the Blue Grotto, Italian and foreign visitors flocked to the island, attracted by the climate, the inhabitants’ hospitality and the colours and magnetic atmosphere of the places. Artists, intellectuals, writers, exiles, eccentrics and wealthy visitors chose it as their permanent or seasonal residence, contributing to form the highly varied cosmopolitan international colony that has made the name of Capri famous throughout the world. Capri is a saddle-shaped island that sits about 7.5 kilometres from the tip of the Amalfi peninsula and 17 kilometres due south of Naples. Mount Tiberio rises to 334 meters at the eastern end, and Mount Solaro peaks at 589 meters on the western end. Marina Grande (big marina) sits on the north shore and Marina Piccola on the south, connected by a traversing ridge. The City of Capri clamours up the hillside around and behind the Marina Grande, and the town of Anacapri sits on a verdant plain on the western flank of Mount Solaro.

Marina Grande

There are two towns on Capri; Capri town itself, which is in the centre of the island, and is where most of the hotels are located, and Anacapri. Although the two towns are scarcely three miles apart, the centuries-old antagonism between the two sets of townsfolk endures. The Capresans no longer routinely refer to the Anacapresan women as faticatore e puttane ("drudges and whores") as they did only 50-odd years ago, but they still poke fun at the Anacapresan dialect. The Anacapresans, for their part, cling to the high ground both morally and literally, believing that even their air is superior.


Piazzeta, Capri Town

On either side of Carpri Town there are two ports, the Marina Grande (large port) and the Marina Piccola (little port). Ferries from Naples, Sorrento and Amalfi arrive at Marina Grande from where you have two choices. You can take the special short island buses which twist around the windy road to Anacapri or you can take the Funicula up to Capri Town. If you take the latter option the top station on the funicular is beside the centre of Capri Town, the Piazzetta, the pedestrian square from which all the island routes radiate. From the station on top you can also take the distinctive island buses to Anacapri, they join the route from the Marina Grande about a mile down the road. Now something else you need to know about Capri. In summer these are the only roads where traffic is allowed and then only buses and taxis. Everywhere else is pedestrianied with only electric golf carts and handcarts allowed. This adds greatly to the peace and quiteness of the island but makes intra island transport akward. The small buses are painfully crowded and the taxis are special stretched softops with three rows of seats which take 7 passengers but are eye wateringly expensive. But nothing is cheap on this island, a cappucino will cost 5 euro, a pasta 20 euro and the mainly 5 star and rather luxurious hotels are upwards of 300 euro a night.

Funicular Railway

For shopaholics, Capri town is a dream, with all the big designer names and expensive boutiques. Almost every Capri visitor makes the trip to the Grotta Azzurra, the Blue Grotto. Like the island itself, it tends to split its visitors in two - those who find the blue-lit cave an unforgettable experience, and those who find the jostling boatsmen and extortionate prices a rip-off. A boat trip around the island, though, is a more rewarding experience. You can admire the coastline and the island's other grottoes in a leisurely fashion. In Capri Town, you find the Piazza Umberto I, more a courtyard than the usual expansive "main square". Around it is arrayed the Cathedral, the Bishop's residence which is now a municipal office building, the Torre dell'Orologio (bell tower) and a number of cafes, restaurants and shops.

From the Piazzetta the natural route is to head down the Via Tragara which is the most famous and best liked walking rote in Capri: along it there are many elegant villas. It ends with a panoramic terrace facing the Faraglioni Rocks (“I Faraglioni, the three enigmatic, pale-ochre limestone colossi”), the view of Capri known the world over. From Tragara's terrace you can enjoy also a wide view over island's southern side, featuring Marina Piccola, underneath the steep face of Mount Solaro, in the middle of which is found the enormous cavity of Grotta delle Felci (Grotto of the Ferns). The whole area called Tragara extends from Mount Tuoro's western slope to the plain of Occhio Marino (Sea Eye), situated behind the Charterhouse. Here also, overlooking the old Roman harbour you will find the Punta Tragara, where Churchill & Eisenhower first met. This former private villa, designed by Le Corbusier, stands above rocky cliffs at the southwest tip of the most desirable panorama on Capri. It is now a seriously 5 Star luxury hotel. It was here Eisenhower & Churchill met before the Allied invasion of mainland Italy at Salerno. Visiting Salerno today you may feel they did a fairly comprehensive job on bombarding the town

Faraglioni Rocks


Punta Tragara

On the way down there on the Via Tragara you first come to The Certosa of San Giacomo (Carthusian Monastery). It was founded in 1371 by Count Giacomo Arcucci, secretary to the Queen Giovanna I of Naples. This beautiful building is famous in its own right but the Carthusian Monastery is best known to visitors for the famous perfumes of Capri which are produced there based on the natural flora of the island.

Carthusian Monastery

Here you will also pass where Paolo Neruda lived in the beautiful “Casa di Arturo” belonging to Edwin Cerio, writer and engineer. This episode in his life is imortalised in the film “Il Positano” but obviously his exile was not as frugal or as isolated as depicted in the movie. The Chilean poet took the name of the murdered Czech socialist, Jan Neruda, as his nom de plume and he was awarded the Nobel Prize for literature in 1971. At just 19 years of age he published his first book: Crepuscolario. In 1927 he entered the diplomatic service. He lived through the experience of the Spanish civil war of ‘36-’37 which indelibly marked the poet’s soul. Pablo Neruda came to Capri in 1952 with his lover, the Chilean singer Matilde Urrutia. On the island During his period in Capri, Neruda’s collection of love poems “The Captain’s Verses” was published. He was the Chilean ambassador in Paris in 1973 when America engineered the coup which brought down the democraticaly elected government of Chile, killed the President Salvador Allende and installed the brutal dictatorshio of Augusto Pinochet. He died later that same year.


Il Poeta del Poppolo

Heading onwards you then come to the site of the Gardens of Augustus and Via Krupp, which were by the German magnate steel Alfred Krupp. His Villa Krupp is on the height above you and it is joined to the sea and the Marina Piccola by the beautiful winding Via Krupp. The road was built in 1902 and characteristically zig-zags its way to Marina Piccola. According to architect R. Pane, it proves "that even a road can be a work of art". The Gardens of Augustus are built on the site of a villa of the Emperor Ovctavian Augustus on the "Fondo Certosa" (Certosa Estate), which Krupp purchased from the monastery. The provide a relaxing waypoint and a beautiful viewpoint on this spectacular island coastline.

View from Gardens of Augustus


Via Krupp

Anacapri basks on the hill above Capri, and is a quieter, more 'normal' town. Apparently, and despite being inland, Anacapri was hit harder by invaders than Capri Town (another source of competitiveness). The Saracens dragged the menfolk off to sell as slaves, and raped the women, the consequences of which can still be seen today in the faintly Moorish features of many Anacapresans. Their "smouldering looks" and "wild beauty" were certainly appreciated by the visiting German historian Ferdinand Gregorovius in the 1850s, and his enthusiastic, not to say libidinous reports helped to fuel an invasion, this time peaceful, of northern Europeans. Anacapri became a colony of artists and writers, and still has a bohemian vibe, even if mass-produced tourist tat is far more in evidence than original art.

The best art in modern Anacapri is in the Villa San Michele, once the home of the Swedish doctor, philanthropist and ornithologist Axel Munthe, who crammed it with antiquities. The villa San Michele is located on the north-eastern side of 'Anacapri, 327 metres above sea level. Here was an ancient Roman imperial villa, whose ruins were preserved by Axel Munthe and are now to be found in the garden. In the area there were the remains of a medieval chapel later moved to its present position by Munthe himself. San Michele was Munthe's residence between 1896 and 1910. The fanciful architecture was meant as a perfect environment for the collections of its owner, and at the same time, served to enhance the beauty of the landscape. The buildings and the collections reflect a Romantic, Symbolist taste, typical of that century. Accommodation in Anacapri is generally cheaper, although you're still not far from the hub of things, and there is a regular bus service. From Anacapri you can take the chairlift up to the top of Monte Solare and enjoy the views before the trip back down (on foot if you're so inclined).


Blue Grotto

Capri started occupying an important role in the political and military matters of the Roman Empire when Ottaviano, not yet Augustus, landed here in 29 BC and, struck by the incredible beauty of the island, took it from Naples, in exchange for Ischia. After Ottaviano, the Emperor Tiberius resided on the island for a decade and it was from Capri that he managed the interests of the Empire. The presence of the two emperors on Capri notably influenced the island architecture and the development of the urban area. The advanced engineering and building capabilities of the Romans, resulted in the construction of the port, sophisticated drainage and water storage systems, farms, habitations, and the twelve Imperial villas listed in the nineteenth century by the native historian, Rosario Mangoni. Fine examples of the Roman period are Villa Jovis, Villa Palazzo a Mare and Villa Damecuta, whilst, in a much less evident form, one finds traces of the era in Villa Tragara, Villa d’Unghia Marina, Villa del Colle San Michele, Villa del Castiglione, Villa Truglio a Marina Grande, Villa di Aiano, Villa di Capo di Monte (now Villa San Michele), Villa di Timberino and Villa di Monticello in Anacapri. Tiberius built a series of villas at Capri, the most famous of which is the Villa Jovis, one of the best preserved Roman villas in Italy. In 27 CE, Tiberius permanently moved to Capri, running the Empire from there until his death in 37 CE. According to Suetonius, while staying on the island, Tiberius (accompanied by his grand-nephew and heir, Caligula) enjoyed imposing numerous cruelties and sexual perversions upon his slaves.




Villa Jovis

The most important of the island's twelve imperial villas, Villa Jovis was built in the First Century AD and discovered in the Eighteenth Century under the rule of Charles of Bourbon. Dominating the promontory that extends from Grotta Bianca Point to Caterola Point, the villa, which covers an area of 7000 square metres, towers over the valley looking out to Cesina. Originally built as a fortress, the centre of the villa housed a number of cisterns designed to collect rainwater, used both as drinking water and as a reservoir with which to supply the baths located to the south, along with an open portico. These baths were heated by braziers and divided into the traditional frigidarium, tepidarium and calidarium. The eastern side of the villa contained a number of reception rooms, while the northern side accommodated the imperial quarters. These were completely isolated from the rest of the building, but connected by ramps and stairways to the triclinium and loggia. The latter, based on a rectangular design 92 metres in length, was primarily designed for taking the air and admiring the breathtaking vista of the Gulf of Naples, stretching all the way from Ischia to Campanella Point.

In his Aeneid, Virgil states that the island had been populated by the Greek people of Teleboi, coming from the Ionian Islands. Strabo says that "in ancient times in Capri there were two towns, later reduced to one." (Geography, 5, 4, 9, 38). Tacitus records that there were twelve Imperial villas in Capri (or Capreae, as it was spelled in Latin). Ruins of one at Tragara could still be seen in the 19th century.

The etymology of the name “Capri” comes from tle Latin “capraeae” (goats), not from the Greek “kapros” (wild boar), even though numerous fossile remains of this animal have been found on the island. Inhabited since the Palaeolithic era, when it was joined to the mainland, the island was first Greek and later Roman. In the 7th century it was raided by the Saracens and in the centuries thate followed it was dominated by the Longobards, Normans, Anjouins, Aragonese and finally the Spanish. In the 18th and 19th centuries, the island came back into fashion, in unison with Naples’ period of great political and artistic pride, thanks to an active diocese and the privileges conferred on it first by the Spanish and later by the Bourbons.

Romantic Capri!


Grand Hotel Quisisana

Capri, in addition to being blessed with an incredible natural beauty, boasts a history which increases even further the appeal of the island. isitors to Capri are often surprised by the quantity and variety of walking routes on such a small island. Along these pathways, tourists can choose to immerse themselves in the authentic atmosphere of a coastal village, inhabited by fishermen and sailors; explore the marine caves; walk through masses of sheer rock and peer over precipices which drop dramatically into the sea; saunter through the patches of land cultivated by the country dwellers, planted with olive groves and orchards of lemon and orange trees; or stroll through the center of Capri with its otentatiously luxurious boutiques, elegant hotels, artists studios, churches, and the remains of Roman villas. One of the magical things about Capri is that, even in peak season in August, when the roads are crowded with tourists, one can always find a solitary spot in which to rest, or a hidden bay where to take a swim in the crystal clear waters.

The atmosphere here, due to Capri's seductive powers, is sophisticated and cosmopolitan. It has long been a hang-out for writers and artists, a few of the top order, but most, second-raters. Somerset Maugham wrote a short story, The Lotus Eaters, about the island. Today it is still a special place with beautiful hotels filled with the ghosts of famous former guests, superb views over the bewitching Bay of Naples, romantic and perfect Bellinis sipped on terraces by moonlight and an ability to elicit your gratitude as improbable amounts of euros are discretely removed from your wallet! Capri - it's a kind of luxury and it's the kind of luxury you should give yourself at least once in this life.

See also;

Caprese.

http://daithaic.blogspot.com/2008/06/caprese.html

Amalfi Coast.

http://daithaic.blogspot.com/2008/02/amalfi-coast.html


Grotta Azzurra, the Blue Grotto

Sunday, June 29, 2008

Caprese


The Isle of Capri

In Italian restaurants the description “Caprese” has been rendered somewhat meaningless by being applied as a “catch all” description. Originally it meant simple rustic food from Campania as exemplified by the diet of the fishermen on Capri and particularly the simple salad made from the local ingredients of Buffalo Mozzarella, fresh tomatoes and fresh basil. Well there is very little simple about today’s Capri which has a well deserved reputation as a pit stop for the jet set trying to recapture the Dolce Vita. Not the one from Rome in the early 60’s but the one from the Emperor Tiberius 2000 years earlier. Here are some simple recipes which are typical of Capri.


Insalata Caprese


A delicious salad prepared exclusively with local produce: island grown tomatoes and the freshest Bufala Mozzarella.

Ingredients for 4 people:
Capri tomatoes
Mozzarella di Bufala or Fiordilatte cheese
Extra virgin olive oil
Fresh basil
Oregano, salt

Cut the tomatoes and mozzarella into slices and place them in alternating order on a plate.
Dress with extra virgin olive oil and a little salt.
Add a few leaves of fresh basil and oregano to taste.


Limoncello di Capri


Liqueur made using the lemons of Capri. An Excellent after dinner drink and splendid alternative to the Italian “amaro”. Capri and the Amalfi coast are famous for their lemons which are not like the shapely supermarket lemons we get in the UK. These lemons are left on the tree for two years and are 2 to 3 times the size of lemons we see in the UK. Their skins are rough and gnarled and it is this rind which is used to make the Limoncello.

Ingredients:

10 organically grown lemons
1 liter of alcohol (95°)
1 liter water
1 kg. sugar

Carefully remove the yellow part of the lemon peel. Infuse with the alcohol in a closed glass container for 20 days, shaking now and again. Sieve the infusion. Prepare the syrup with the hot water and sugar, let it cool and add to the infusion. Leave for another 10 days before bottling. Serve ice cold.


Caponata

An easy to prepare, wonderfully fresh dish which is ideal for a summer lunch. There are many types of Caponata, usually an eggplant dish from Sicily reflecting the Arabic influence and liking of the contrast between sweet and sour ingredients. This is the simpler Caprese version.

Ingredients for 4 people:

Loaf of Ciabatta bread
Cherry tomatoes
Mozzarella
Black and Green Olives
Basil, oil, salt
To taste: lettuce, rocket, tuna, and mackerel.

Soak the bread in plenty of water until soft.
Place all the ingredients in a large salad bowl, dress and serve immediately.


Chiummenzana


A quick to prepare pasta dish, using tomato and herbs, typical of the Mediterranean diet.

Ingredients for 4 people:
Cherry tomatoes
400 gr. spaghetti
Garlic, oil, peperoncino
Basil and oregano

In a frying pan, heat the oil and add the garlic and peperoncino. Add the tomatoes, basil, a pinch of oregano, and leave to cook for approximately 15 minutes. In the meantime place the water to boil. Cook the pasta until “al dente”, drain and toss in the pan with the sauce.

Serve immediately

Buon Appetito!

Thursday, February 28, 2008

Europe's worst airport?



The reputation of the Amalfi Coast precedes any trip with visions of La Dolce Vita, the stupendous beauty of the coastline and a magical and simpler Italy as seen in “Il Postino”. The reputation is not without some truth but the truth of today’s Amalfi Coast is somewhat more complex. The complexity begins with the probability that you will access Amalfi by flying into Naples Airport. This exercise in chaos is owned by our old friends B.A.A. who are in turn owned by Ferrovival, the Spanish brick company.

The previous year Naples had won the title of “Worst Airport in Europe” and from what I could see it was fighting hard to keep the title. Terminal 2 at Naples demonstrates BAA’s advanced sense of humour. It is a former cargo warehouse which has lost none of its ambience a mile from the airport to which the charter flight cattle are bussed. It has no luggage trolleys (either side!) and the “management response” when you mention this at the Information desk is to make a tannoy announcement which they have pre-printed in 12 languages that “there is a shortage of trolleys for operational reasons.” Indeed.

The ambience of the airport does not convey La Dolce Vita. There are not even proper air-conditioned buildings. We are talking about just a collection of pre-war aircraft-hangers in the middle of the one of the most heavily populated, poorest areas of Naples. Rubbish, barbed-wire fences and concrete covered in graffiti. Passengers are shipped in and out on coaches with no logical system or thought. Staff seem either too busy to help or would rather help their fellow Italians on domestic flights. Even the short runway is so full of potholes and rubbish that the pilots have to use all their skill and experience to take-off and land safely. The whole airport needs to be demolished and re-built outside the city.

Proudly wearing our “We saw Naples Airport and didn’t die” badges we made our escape from this proud gateway, but in dread of the thought that we had to come back through it in another week.

This is the spin on the airport website which promises happiness in the future:

" GESAC, the Naples International Airport Management Company, is committed to an important programme of airport development. By December 2008, new infrastructure will be completed which will make Naples airport more functional, safe and efficient."

Dammed with their own faint praise then that the current set up is not particularly functional, safe or efficient. Time will tell but let me tell you - the current crew are part of the problem with their years of experience of managing chaos and failure. Don't just replace the buildings!!

Monday, February 25, 2008

The Amalfi Coast.


Amalfi Duomo


Amalfi - St. Andrew

The reputation of the Amalfi Coast precedes any trip with visions of La Dolce Vita, the stupendous beauty of the coastline and a magical and simpler Italy as seen in “Il Postino”. The reputation is not without some truth but the truth of today’s Amalfi Coast is somewhat more complex. The complexity begins with the probability that you will access Amalfi by flying into Naples Airport. This exercise in chaos is owned by our old friends B.A.A. who are in turn owned by Ferrovival, the Spanish brick company. The previous year Naples had won the title of “Worst Airport in Europe” and from what I could see it was fighting hard to keep the title. Terminal 2 at Naples demonstrates BAA’s advanced sense of humour. It is a former cargo warehouse which has lost none of its ambience a mile from the airport to which the charter flight cattle are bussed. It has no luggage trolleys (either side!) and the “management response” when you mention this at the Information desk is to make a tannoy announcement which they have pre-printed in 12 languages that “there is a shortage of trolleys for operational reasons.” Indeed.

Proudly wearing our “We saw Naples Airport and didn’t die” badges we went outside for our transfer. Here it got better, much better. We had booked a cheap week at the end of season in October with MyTravel staying half board in a family run hotel, Hotel Santa Lucia, in the small town of Minori with transfers included. Tonight we were the only people going to this destination so we had a Lancia Thema and driver to ourselves and soon the mess of the airport was consigned to memory. We headed south in the fading light along the Autostrade del Sol before turning into the coast road at Vietri sul Mare (so called because it is the centre of the wonderful ceramics industry) and heading along the precipitous coast road which is the only land connection between the Amalfi towns. The coastline looked magical in the moonlight as we went from one picture postcard town to another until we arrived at Minori. However one of the reasons we were relaxed on arrival is we hadn’t driven. In the cold light of day The Amalfi Coast consists of towns which were built for defence in ravines and on mountain tops joined by a road which should never have been built driven on by people who should never drive!!

Yet what we are looking at today is the remnant of a powerful and vigorous maritime republic. In 1112 Amalfi founded an imposing hospital in Jerusalem, the "Sacra Infirma" which gave birth to the powerful Order of the Knights Hospitaller of St. John of Jerusalem, later to become the Knights of Cyprus, then of Rhodes and now the Sovereign Military Order of the Knights of Malta

http://daithaic.blogspot.com/2008/03/knights-of-malta.html

It was the first of the Italian maritime republics and was a powerful naval and trading power from the 8th to 12th Centuries. It was the home of Flavio Gioia, who invented the compass and gave navigators the famous "Tabula de Amphala", the foundation stone of modern Maritime Law. The maritime commerce of Amalfi formed part of a triangle that involved Italy, the Arabian North Africa and the Byzantine Empire. Amalfi ships carried wood to the North African coastal Arabian cities and sold their cargoes for gold. The second leg of the triangle took them to Syrian-Palestinian coasts where they bought spices, gem stones, fine cloths and gold objects that they then sold all over Italy by sailing as far as Ravenna and from there up the Po as far as Pavia. Amalfi lost its independence in 1131 when it became part of the Norman Kingdom of Sicily but its prosperity and importance as a maritime power did not wane. It was the later effects of new sea-going activities by the powerful cities of Pisa and Genoa that put an end to Amalfi’s once unassailable position.


Amalfi from the sea


State Barge of the Amalfi Republic

Today The Amalfi Coast, or Costiera Amalfitana in Italian, is a stretch of coastline on the southern side of the Sorrentine Peninsula of Italy (Province of Salerno), extending from Positano in the west to Vietri sul Mare in the east. The towns lying on the Amalfi Coast are Vietri sul Mare, Cetara, Maiori, Minori, Ravello, Scala, Atrani, Amalfi, Conca dei Marini, Praiano and Positano. Renowned for its rugged terrain, scenic beauty, picturesque towns and diversity, the Amalfi Coast is listed by UNESCO as a World Heritage Site.


Pompei

Minori (The little town), our base for the week is a pleasant small Italian town with a nice park, beach and pier and many reminders of past riches. It is set in the deepest inlet of the Amalfi Coast, between Amalfi and Capo d'Orso (Bear's Cape) with its twin town towns of Maiori (The big town), always joined by a common destiny, as underlined by their names. The Romans called them Reginna Minor and Reginna Maior after the two small rivers flowing in this bay, with their mouths divided by a small promontory. It is a good introduction to Italian town life with charming shops, cafes and restaurants. However, our favourite activity was to take a stroll by the park faming the lovely seafront and having an "espresso a banco" for 50 cents at the kiosk with the locals.




Minori

The first settlement of Minori was a Roman villa during the first imperial age, of which nowadays some of the ground floor remains, discovered in 1932 but buried by an inundation in 1954 and excavated again. This villa is very important, because it is the only one remaining of the numerous maritime villas originally built by wealthy Romans on the Amalfi Coast. The wealth of the owner can still be gauged from the scale of the villa as the whole household would decamp from Rome by Galley, sail down to their own pier and access the villa through a tunnel on the foreshore. The Roman Villa in Minori extended up to the seashore for more than 2500 sq.ms. and was overlooked by our hotel at the rear. Today there is mainly the basement remaining and you can visit rooms on the ground floor, among which are the thermal baths with a mosaic pavement and the courtyard with arcaded sides and a pool in the middle. The past riches of the town as a member of the Amalfi Republic are attested by the magnificent Basillica de Santa Trofimena. The Cafe Europa on the sea front does a busy trade with many locals taking away boxes of its wonderful pastries. There are photographs all over the walls showing the many famous people that had visited this bar and pastry shop. Some of these included the Pope, the movie actress Sharon Stone, many Italian sports stars, and Italian politicians to name just a few. Apparently the owner/chef, Antonio Riso, is a famous pastry chef in Italy, and well known for his creations.


Roman Villa Minori

The Hotel Santa Lucia is a charming family run hotel of about 35 rooms with mostly Italian expats staying who were visiting family and friends along the coast. There was a “proper” dining room doing hearty home made Italian fare served by the head waiter Antonio who wore a black waistcoat in the morning and a white waist coat (with cummerbund) in the evening. He was ably assisted by Giovanni who was generous in offering seconds and obviously believed in his product! The rooms were spotless and both they and the bathrooms were decorated with the charming ceramics for which the Amalfi Coast is famous. However the beds could be better with plywood bases. There is a nice lounge and café terrace and the ambience is friendly. The one downside is it is on the main road and traffic noise is intrusive when the air conditioning is not in use.


Hotel Santa Lucia

The local bus service which connects the Amalfi is run by a company called SITA and I can only assume that the “H” is silent. They are totally unreliable, overcrowded and disabled unfriendly and whatever they are focussed on it is not the customer. One day we had the surreal experience of trying to get a bus to Sorrento and after 3 of them had not arrived the Italians at the stop were so enraged they were ringing the local police. Oh, you can’t buy the tickets on the bus but at newsagents and if the bus doesn’t turn up you can’t get a refund. On the day in question we gave up on going to Sorrento and instead took a bus to the other end of the coast to Salerno. The journey along the Amalfi Drive is dramatic and the coast line jaw dropping but Salerno, whilst having no great negatives, didn’t impress. This is where the Allies invaded mainland Italy in 1943 and judging by the modern town you see today they did a comprehensive demolition job on Salerno. The other complication is that all buses on the Amalfi Coast route change in Amalfi but on a busy parking area on the seafront which is chaotic and disorganised to the point of being dangerous.

The eponymous capital of the Amalfi Coast was 15 minutes away by bus (when they came) and is a delightful and atmospheric town which lies at the mouth of the deep Valle dei Mulini ravine at the foot of Monte Cerreto and is surrounded by dramatic cliffs and and gorgeous scenery. The bus drops you at the harbour front and the town is constructed along a ravine back from the harbour and on the slopes on either side. In caverns burrowed into the cliff front you will find the Armouries of the Amalfi Republic. These impressive subterranean spaces are used today for exhibitions and in one of them you will find an impressive replica of the State Barge and an exhibition on the history of Amalfi. The Armouries hint at the scale and power of the Amalfi Republic. at its height this was a town of 70,000 souls which commanded a fleet of 120 warships. The geography of Amalfi town is easy, there is one main street along the ravine and everything flows off that. Heading inland you soon come to a piazza with a fountain and a statue of St. Andrew. Overlooking this piazza is the Byzantine Duomo (the cathedral) and its cloister (Chiostro del Paradiso in Italian) which was built in the 13th. Century in the Arabian style and holds ancient sarcophagi, marble sculptures and mosaics. Contained in the Duomo are Saint Andrew's relics which were brought from Constantinople to Amalfi by the Amalfitan Pietro, cardinal of Capua, in 1210 after the completion of the town's cathedral. This is a contentious point amongst the Orthodox who regard the relics as looted by the rapacious 3rd Crusade which sacked Constantinople and installed Norman vassals as Emperors of Byzantium. The cathedral, dedicated to St. Andrew, contains a tomb in its crypt that it maintains still holds a portion of the remains of the body of the apostle. You can also see a golden reliquary which originally housed his skull and another one used to process the bones through Amalfi on holy days. Saint Andrew, called in the Orthodox tradition Protocletos, or the First-called, is a Christian Apostle and the younger brother of Saint Peter. He was crucified and originally interred at Patras in Greece. His followers put X after their name as a secret sign of their fealty, the first emoticon?



The cathedral is worth a visit up the many steps and often as not there will be a glamorous bride climbing the steps with you. There appears to be a parade of non stop society weddings taking place as the Duomo is a popular venue due to the association with the Apostle but more probably because it is highly photogenic. After viewing the wonders within and the beautiful cloisters stop at the wonderfully embellished traditional coffee shop and patisserie at the foot of the steps. Here, take a seat outside and order the wonderful frozen coffee, Café Frodo, whilst watching the world go by. You will never taste a more intense coffee flavour and the world will seem a better place.



Further along the coast you come to the picture postcard town and port of Positano, no longer a simple fishing village but still a place of considerable allure. When he was here in the 1950’s John Steinbeck observed "Positano bites deep". It still does and it gathers you in as you walk down to the centre which is pedestrian because the streets are stepped as you go down through its narrow alleys which open into squares with fountains and churches before you arrive at the seafront. Here there are two superb seafood restaurants which have been here for ever and which are compulsory stops. Choose want you want for your second visit but today don't think about it, go and have Fruitti dell Mare and a bottle of well chilled Corvo Siciliano in the Tres Sorreles (Three Sisters) restaurant or its neighbour on the water front. On a fine day watching the parade of fishing boats, ferries and yachts you may find yourself agreeing with Steinbeck! Life is too short and on a sunny day the time spent here is too precious to waste it on decision making! Steinbeck's description of the town still holds good today:

"Positano bites deep. It is a dream place that isn’t quite real when you are there and becomes beckoningly real after you have gone. Its houses climb a hill so steep it would be a cliff except that stairs are cut in it. I believe that whereas most house foundations are vertical, in Positano they are horizontal. The small curving bay of unbelievably blue and green water lips gently on a beach of small pebbles. There is only one narrow street and it does not come down to the water. Everything else is stairs, some of them as steep as ladders. You do not walk to visit a friend, you either climb or slide."

John Steinbeck, Harper's Bazaar, May 1953




Positano

Where we stayed in Minori we were only 3,000 steps away from Ravello which is perched on the hill top above but unless you have the DNA of a mountain goat you may decide to take the bus which winds up a steep corkscrew road to this enchanting town of stepped streets which has attracted people as diverse as Wagner, Garbo and Gore Vidal who lived here for many years. Ravello is one of the most attractive destinations on the Amalfi Coast. With a population of around 2,000, the settlement perches high above Amalfi, overlooking the Mediterranean. A renowned musical festival is held in Ravello every year, with classical music concerts taking place in gardens with breathtaking views, all through the summer months. The dreamlike setting of Ravello's gardens inspired Wagner, and it's fitting that today music is a major feature of the town. The Ravello Concert Society organises a long season of chamber music concerts (March-November), most of which are held against a backdrop of sky and sea in the panoramic gardens of Wagner's inspiration for Parsifal, the Villa Rufolo. When Steinbeck saw this view from the Villa Rufolo he cried. Photos don't do it justice, you have to be there. The other principal Ravello tourist attraction is the Villa Cimbrone with its breathtaking “Terrace of Eternity” where Leopold Stokowski and Greta Garbo romanced.




Ravello - View from the Villa Ruffolo

Both of these panoramic gardens are open to the public, and you can wander through the tropical plants and enjoy fabulous views of the coastline. Ravello also has an impressive cathedral, the venerable Byzantine Duomo, dedicated to San Pantaleone whose blood is a treasured relic. Ravello is not an easy town for those not fleet footed to get around due to the considerable number of steps but built on a hilltop for protection against corsairs it is still a place apart with incomparable costal vistas.

So far so wonderful but to see and appreciate the former maritime republic we need to see the Costiera Amalfitana from the only place which makes sense of it, the sea. The precarious switchback Amalfi Drive dates from the 1850's, before that travel from town to town was by sea and some would suggest this is the only sensible and safe method today! Here off the coast braced by the salt air a wondrous vista unfolds of deep eroded ravines, villages tucked into the clefts for shelter and defence, Saracen watch towers and implausibly steep terraces groaning with the heavy lemon fruits of Amalfi which make the famous Limoncello. Here we can be in awe of the spectacular coast as we head towards Capri

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and the Isola Gallo Lungo, once the home of Rudolf Nuryevev but in antiquity these were the islands (Sirenum scopuli; three small rocky islands) where, according to the Greek poet Homer, Ulysses was enticed and held captive by the mystical song of the Sirens. Visitors will still be seduced by the Sirens and the Amalfi Coast today.

"You will come first of all to the Sirens, who are enchanters
of all mankind and whoever comes their way; and that man
who unsuspecting approaches them, and listens to the Sirens
singing, has no prospect of coming home and delighting
his wife and little children as they stand about him in greeting,
but the Sirens by the melody of their singing enchant him."


Homer, (Odyssey XII, 39).