Books and Napoli are old friends
Step in amongst the books in this ancient city and it’s hard to avoid the big names on almost every corner. My search for just one novel was busy enough.
Start on the Lungomare and there’s the castle known, thanks to Virgil, as the Castel dell’Ovo (Castle of the Egg).
The view from Villa Cimbrone down over the terraces to the sea and the Amalfi Coast below
There is little more beautiful than a view that falls down cliffs over patterns of lemon groves, to the sea way, way below. The senses drift in the sunshine, caught between sky and sea.
We found such a view on the Terrace of Infinity at the edge of the gardens of the Villa Cimbrone in Ravello. It was a late afternoon at the end of December and hardly anyone was there.
The Castello di Arechi in Salerno looks down on the Luci d’Artista
The dark months of winter can be full of gloom. This is true everywhere but in the south of Italy it feels personal.
Here the point is the sun. Without it there is no light on the sea, no sun in your glass, no need for riposo.
The Phraser 