Not wanting to completely break ourselves, we opted for the bus for our return then watched in disbelief as it passed us by as we stood in the wrong spot for the stop. We finally made it back to town, relaxed and drank fabulously cold Rosato in a swanky hotel in Positano. Slightly refreshed, we climbed a thousand more steps to a delicious locally- caught seafood dinner at Da Vincenzo over looking the Mediterranean.
Grilled Octopus & Crispy Artichokes
Baby Fish on Grilled Lemon Leaves
Calamari & Potatoes
Linguine with Clams