The Postcard: The Amalfi Coast, Capri, Marrakesh, Fez, Lisbon and Lagos
So, I am continuing on our historical photo journey, by attempting to choose just one photo to symbolize each of our trips. A difficult task!
The beginning of this post can be found here.
Somehow I’d pictured driving down the stunningly gorgeous Amalfi Coast in a classic Alfa Romeo a la Grace Kelly in To Catch a Thief, or Diane Lane in Under the Tuscan Sun. But it was not to be. For Bears on a budget, it could be nothing but, a rented Piaggio scooter. This was Italy after all! And the Amalfi Coast does not disappoint. It is ga-ga gorgeous, with houses perched precariously on the side of craggy cliffs, high above the crystal blue sea. The road itself winds up and down and in between these cliffs, and is probably one of the most terrifying drives I’ve ever done. With large tourist buses, scooters, cars, bicycles and pedestrians all fighting for room on mostly guardrail-free lanes that are barely wide enough for a single car, this drive is definitely not for the faint of heart…never mind the crazy Italian drivers!
Yup, the following picture pretty much sums up Capri. Simply fantastic.
The first time I walked up to Jemaa el Fna Square in Marrakesh, I thought I was in a dream. Smoke from what I later found out to be barbeques, obscured people traveling by foot, bicycle and donkey, as they moved slowly towards us. Rhythmic drumming heard in the distance only added to the mystery. These 2 side by side lantern stores in the Square remind me of the beauty, glow and light of my time there.
When I first arrived in Morocco, I was amazed by the adhan or prayer call, which happens 5 times a day. From the rooftop of our riad, we could look below and see the people ritually preparing themselves to go to mosque and pray. The adhan is already beautiful, but the way that it is sung by individual Muezzins in different mosque towers, and echoed throughout the city is nothing less than haunting.
I have to be totally truthful here and say that I was actually a little bored in Lisbon. It’s a lovely European city and very inexpensive, but I couldn’t find much to do. The best thing was the food. Fresh fish and seafood deliciously prepared, and all at super reasonable prices.
I definitely enjoyed the Algarve region of Portugal much more. You were able to climb over or through these dramatic rock structures and discover beach after beach after beach. Some were totally isolated. It is possible to find your own private beach in Europe after all!
I guess we’ve done a whole lot more traveling than I imagined. It’s interesting to put it all down like this and reminds me of how fortunate we have been. More tomorrow…