Iron Gates of Positano Italy
I woke up several times throughout the night making sure I had not overslept because something happened to the alarm or whatever because I wasn’t going to miss my morning shooting pictures with Raffaele Mascole, the photographer of Positano! I headed outside at 7:45. Raphael rolled up on a scooter that knew every bump and crack in the streets of Positano. He handed me a scratchy helmet with a broken strap and said here put this on, it’s for the police. I had my hair tied up in a bun so the helmet sat kind of on top and to the side. I was ready! Buzzing around the streets with the fresh wind in my face staring at this beautiful coastal town, I had never been so grateful for all that I had been given.
With Raffaele Mascole
The first stop…iron gates! They have beautiful iron gates that you can only see when then shops are closed. Shot after shot they just kept getting better. Then we proceeded to Le Sirenuse a beautiful 5-star hotel which is where I captured many beautiful details including white on white which is the true look in the “heal of the boot.” Each place we went we were offered an espresso and each time I said “si, gratzie”! I was wired by the end of our photo session and really liking every minute of it! The morning proved to be so fruitful that I asked Raphael for another day and he agreed. After we parted I spent the rest of the day going back to places he pointed out on the moped tour that I could shoot later by myself. If you have been to Positano you know that you climb stairs for days and if you haven’t then now you know. I was pretty beat but couldn’t stop. I was like a photography maniac twisting, turning, and squatting to get the shot. The sun went completely down and I dashed back to the hotel to meet up with Mary and Jack. They agreed to meet up with me for dinner and take me to their favorite spot. They were like the king and queen Americana of Positano having been such frequent visitors. We ended up at a place called (add that later) only a few doors up from the hotel. The place was run by a mother, father , and son. it was packed! We all had clam spaghetti, their favorite dish. Jack handed me a nap kin to tuck into my dress and said,”this one is messy.” I love this couple!
Mary of Jack and Mary the Lifetime Italian travelers