Robin’s adventure in Europe 2018 travel blog

Today’s travel map (please excuse my chicken scratching writing)

A m a l f i: there it is..... oh.....it is about...

Ferry into Amalfi

Soaking in all sides of Amalfi

The hotel I satayed in many years ago in 1971

Winding our way into Copolla Marina, with Mr. Copolla himself guiding us...

Right by our side, showing us the way into his marina.

Heading in Copolla marina, with Copolla’s expert help

Carefully we proceed thru the stationery boat traffic

Seems to have plenty of room for us now — but if...

Putting the shade up to help cool down the entire boat

Wow.... Marina needed her 3/4 beer after that!

Quaint little restaurant within Copolla Marina

Our brief voyage (by comparison) with my chicken scratched notations of where...

Yes indeed, it is time for lunch

1. Nelson eyeing our every morsel of food with pleading eyes

2. Nelson eyeing our every morsel of food with pleading eyes, just...

3. Nelson eyeing our every morsel of food with pleading eyes, Marina...

4. Licking his chops — Nelson is happy now

G/T time briefly before our showers and out to dinner

1. Dinner at La Luna, on the edge of the sea

2. Dinner at La Luna, on the edge of the sea, the...

3. Dinner at La Luna, on the edge of the sea, the...

4. Dinner at La Luna, on the edge of the sea, on...

5. Dinner at La Luna, on the edge of the sea, just...

6. Dinner at La Luna, on the edge of the sea, night...

7. Dinner at La Luna, on the edge of the sea, Amalfi...

Our GMs and coffee nightcaps


Golly I woke up this morning, learning that we were only a seven hours South of Amalfi. Wow, today we are only traveling 50 miles. Hmmmm.. stopping at our favorite spot is always fun. The three of us were beyond happy knowing that we are going to be able to enjoy the bestest of restaurants, on a small terrace over looking the sea, in the charming town of Amalfi. A treat with many things to celebrate! We are half way to Cannes. Soon, when we get Stephen onboard on Monday.... we will probably be going day/night round the clock without stopping, which is more of what I am used to during a crossing.

Ahhhhhhhhhh.... the arrival to Amalfi. (pic)

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This small little harbor is always crammed full, and Copolla Marina within the small harbor, is just the best.

Copolla spoils his special clients, and we fall into that category. I have known Copolla for years. He never ages, and always recognizes me. This welcome always feels special. Today, being lunchtime now, it is not too crowded yet — but wait. There will not even be wiggle room by the end of the day. Maneuvering small boats, up to 200 + feet mega yacht, Copolla can skipper anything into his quaint little nesting. (pic)

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Looking toward the “big boat” docking area, Copolla seems to have plenty of room — now, and for the moment. (pic).

The heat in this small little harbor, at the base of the hugs cliffs of the Amalfi Drive, is exscrutiating..... add to this fact THERE IS NO AIR. For these two reasons, Jacques put the shade back up, to cool us, and Milena down. (pic)

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Marina and Copolla (being side thruster, bow thruster, and stern thruster), turned Milena around 180 degrees in a space so small, that we were within inches of all the various sizes a boats around us. After much consternation, and overheating because of the temperature, Marina finally put Milena to rest on Copolla’s “big boat” dock.

Marina just looked wilted.... off to the glassier, for a Mythos.... It is time for Marina’s 3/4 beer. She drinks almost half, before Jacques guzzles the rest down. I split what I have in my glass with her, so she cane get an extra swallow. (pic)

. Glancing off the stern of Milena, I noticed, and remembered this small restaurant, next Copolla’s Marina. Such a cute little place, next to a small, partially nude clad beach... The beach is always full, and the water is crystal clear. (pic)

It was that time of day.... lunch was in order, and all of us, including Nelson, were really hungry. (pic)

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Siesta below deck was relief, but still too hot to. Be comfortable. Jacques flipped on the A/C, and we slept like babes in toy land.

Before we knew it the afternoon had passed, and it was time for Marina and I to have a quick G/T before getting ready to go out to dinner. (pic)

Jacques got a hold of his taxi friend who took us to La Luna restaurant, and told us to call when we wanted to go back to the boat.

Our dinner at La Luna was totally over the top wonderful, as we were perched on the side of a mountain overlooking Amalfi, and the sea. (pic)

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I was hoping to end the 5 course dinner with crepes Suzette—— but all of us were much too full.

We had to hotel call our cab man to pick us up. We were climbing in his van less than 5 minutes later. Within yet another 10 minutes we had weaved out way thru traffic pedestrians, cycles, cars and buses and we now back to Copolla’s vines walkway to his exclusive little club. By this time at night, we had 4 BIG boats on our ports side.

M/Y Stella direct;Lynn next to use, with her modestly 134 feet in length.... next to her, another m/y around 150 feet in length then around 200 foot length and lastly, somewhat bigger than that. The m/y next to us was a little under 100 feet in length — so we were the short kid on the block, and the only sailboat. We did feel small, and a little over whelmed.

That did not stop Marina and I from our coffee and after dinner Grand Mariners. (pic)

Nite nite.......

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AMALFI

Amalfi is a town and comune in the province of Salerno, in the region of Campania, Italy, on the Gulf of Salerno. It lies at the mouth of a deep ravine, at the foot of Monte Cerreto (1,315 metres, 4,314 feet), surrounded by dramatic cliffs and coastal scenery. The town of Amalfi was the capital of the maritime republic known as the Duchy of Amalfi, an important trading power in the Mediterranean between 839 and around 1200.

In the 1920s and 1930s, Amalfi was a popular holiday destination for the British upper class and aristocracy.

Amalfi is the main town of the coast on which it is located, named Costiera Amalfitana (Amalfi Coast), and is today an important tourist destination together with other towns on the same coast, such as Positano, Ravello and others. Amalfi is included in the UNESCO World Heritage Sites.

A patron saint of Amalfi is Saint Andrew, the Apostle, whose relics are kept here at Amalfi Cathedral (Cattedrale di Sant'Andrea/Duomo di Amalfi).

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