Natalie Pigliacampo

Positano Bites Deep Part I

“Positano bites deep.” wrote Steinbeck, and for me, it did. I found poetry in the still life moments of Positano, knowing that a photography workshop would be asking me to take photographic leaps of faith in Naples in a few days. Each day, I strolled along the Viale Pasitea or descended the stairs of Via S Giovani, passing by my favorite tile sign for the Albergo Casa Albertina. Twelve Positano pink tiles with the perfect lettering in two hues of ocean blue. This sign became my North Star among the maze of stairs that make up this seaside village. By day two, I no longer needed it, because all of the stairs I ventured down led me to the heart of town, where somehow, I always ended up on Via del Mulini taking me to the small piazza in front of the Chiesa di Santa Maria Assunta. Like a good Catholic, I would enter the church, make the sign of the cross, say a prayer or two, and admire the Byzantine icon of the Virgin. I then crossed the piazza to stop in The Wine Shop Positano Vini e Panini for an aqua naturale and lemon and orange candies for the climb back to my hotel. While not very long, it is steep; being a Colorado girl who can walk a steep grade without too much heavy breathing, I silently give thanks to sea-level conditions.  

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