This is the part of the trip where we ended up scratching up our rental car pretty badly due to our GPS taking us off the main road and through even more narrow streets only to spit us back out onto the main road. Luckily it was not so bad that the car was not drive-able but it definitely put a damper on our arrival to Positano. We shouldn't feel so bad because all the cars in the town were either dented or scratched up from driving on these narrow windy roads all the time.
Here is a little bit about the history of this touristy town;
Positano was a port of the Amalfi Republic in medieval times, and prospered in the 16th and 17th centuries. But by the mid-19th century, the town had fallen on hard times. More than half the population emigrated, mostly to Australia. Positano was a relatively poor fishing village during the first half of the 20th century. It began to attract large numbers of tourists in the 1950s, especially after John Steinbeck published his essay about Positano in Harper's Bazaar in May, 1953: "Positano bites deep", Steinbeck wrote. "It is a dream place that isn’t quite real when you are there and becomes beckoningly real after you have gone."
Looking down at Sorrento
Finally arrived and we are checking in
After the drive and a little scrape we needed a quick refreshment, or two
The view we enjoyed while sipping on our drinks. Do we look ready for a nap or what?