Wednesday, April 30, 2025

27 April 2025 Salerno: From Maiori to Minori

 


To get from Miaoria to Minori we had two options.  Option one was to walk the "Path of Lemons," a two hour trek with 450 stairs going up and 400 stairs going down.  Option two was a stroll along Amalfi drive, 15 minutes along the paved road.  Granted, the shorter walk was along the road that cars were also using and there was no sidewalk just a meagre shoulder.  On the plus side, the road was one way at the point where it was very narrow and this minimized the amount of cars, also there was a roadside seating area that gave us a great view of the water and the two towns.  Minori is a UNESCO World Heritage site with a large church, great tilework, narrow streets and a welcoming vibe.  We strolled, we looked, we stopped and smelled the roses, we had tea coffee and snacks.  We also saw a funeral procession where they stopped all traffic on the main road and carried the casket to the church.  Behind the casket was a procession of friends and family.  It was a touching moment.  We made it to another shop that had tons of desserts as well as gelato for Mara to have served inside a hollowed out lemon.


On the street lookin back at Miaori


We have crossed the dotted line between the two towns


The narrow spot where it is one way only


Beautiful flowers along the cliffs


Minori in the distance


Giant lemons dot our path


One of the ferries and a sailboat


Every niche has something growing


One more curve 


An old door


Very weathered


The villages continue right up the hill


A nice beach


Flowers abound


Large grinding wheels too


The official town sign


Little shrines are found throughout this area


The donkey is the unofficial mascot of the Amalfi coast.  Giving recognition to their hard work and resilience these beasts reflect the spirit of the Amalfi people


Dominating the center of town, this church and bell tower are very conspicuous


Very baroque


Traveling with the ladies


So very tall


We peeked inside


It was not a dissapointment


Even the lamps are beautiful


A multi tiered bell tower


From the other side


More mill stones


This must have been a sundial, now turned into a bird sanctuary


Lemons!


Behind these fancy gates


A ceramic bust against a veil that looks too much like a discarded T-shirt


Six feet tall and 


Stretching out for 30 feet


It depicts the Easter processions that have been going on here since the 1500's


The dog is in color and is also painted on the tile


Some iron pieces


A bronze


More colored parts


Holes in the walls of the church


This is the architecture of a town clinging to steep walls


Multi-level houses


A rose garden


Nicely planted


So many great blooms


We are running out of town


We find the minor river that the town is named after


Soaking up the sun


A stone sculpture


From beach bikinis to washer women and lemon lifting ladies


A bridge much bigger than the small stream would need


The houses on top of each other


Time for a snack


Anna from the Cafe Europa


Some tasty pastries


Coffee tea and limoncello 


Fancy platter


A bear or a lion?


Anti tunnel sentiment is high


This  truck looked like a hearse


A very unique tile covered building


How did this person get so many pieces of broken tile?


So many little bits


We were on the side of the church


When we saw a funeral


We kept back and respected the group


They went out into the street and into the church


Decorative limoncello bottles


This place had it all


Not only a wide variety of tasty bits


Multiple selections of each type


It was a good thing we did not wait till we got here or we would still be there trying to decide


Even bigger treats


Tempting


Folks on the beach


More roses on the beach's edge


So nice


A yellow rose too


Big fish, mermaid and is that a beaver up on top?


No, I think it must be a reptile of some sort


How many stairs would we have seen on this hike?


Way up on the hill is Ravello, not today


Waiting for the ferry home


Watching the shoreline


On the edge


Let the jostling begin


Our ferry arrives


An Abbey a cave


Last town before Salerno, back lit by the setting sun



 It has been 2 years and 326 days since we began our Migration