As we have realized in our recent travels, Italy's train times are not very efficient. Although our train from Napoli didn't leave until 12pm, we needed tp leave Sorrento at 9:30, which meant another early morning, and waiting at train stations (oh fun). We woke up a little earlier than required, which means after breakfast we took a little rest (short nap) before leaving our hotel. In order to travel by train from Sorrento to Rome we had to first go to Naples...

Today was an eventful day as Genny's portion of our vacation ended and she headed further south, and the girls and I headed to Amalfi and Positano by boat. The first leg of the trip was 2 hours through the choppy ocean. Let's just say that some of the passengers (specifically two nice couples from Toronto) were jealous of the fact that we were wearing swimsuits (and didn't mind the water) and they weren't. We also seriously debated whether a bus back would be s...

We woke up bright and early today, excited for our excursion to Pompei, only to find out it was supposed to be cold and raining :( Nevertheless, we got ourselves ready and headed out to the train station. Along the way we grabbed our Italian breakfast of pastry and coffee (Robyn has now become addicted to espresso). Coffee and pastry in hand we crammed onto the train, like a bunch of sardines, for the 30 minute trip to Pompei. Having been there before I knew ...

We woke up early this morning, heading to the Amalfi Coast. Having finished off multiple bottles of wine last night, only having 6 hours of sleep and carrying our suitcases down 40 stairs (I carried Robyn's too, so that's 80 stairs!!), we were a little worse for wear, but we made it to the train station, ready for the first of 4 trains of the day. After a little excitement and confusion at the station (and a last minute change of platforms, forcing us to run up a...

Our last day in Cinque Terre was supposed to be beaches and exploring the cities. Being the first day it rained on our trip, we decided wine tasting was a better option than the beach (personally, I think this was a fair trade). The rain in Cinque Terre is not like that in Vancouver at all. When it rains it pours, forcing us to seek out cover and wait for the break in the rain (usually only a few minutes each time). After walking through the shops of Riomaggior...