Sorrento
We arrived in the train station of Sorrento on a lovely early September day. We didn’t have to go far to find our accommodation but we did manage to miss it, and get turned around: down the street from the train station, past the shops and resisting the temptations of gelaterias, through the park and to the right; then, another right, a left and up the street. Finally locating our destination, we were relieved when we figured out how to unlock the entry gate. We were welcomed by a luscious lemon and orange grove with a path leading to an old house.
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