“Welcome to the Path of the Gods.” That means heights!

UP IN THE CLOUDS: Looking from the Path of the Gods towards Marisa Cuomo’s precipitous, tiny vineyard plots.

We’ve got the owner at Trattoria Armandino pouring our lunch-time Piedirosso, a pink-stemmed grape named after a pink-legged dove.

Mmm, fished out of the Mediterranean just this morning!

A hidden nook within the hidden bay (Marina di Praia) where we lunched.

ROOM WITH A VIEW: From my hotel room, looking towards Ravello

Seaside sunbathing at the foot of the cliffs of Sorrento

The colors of Sorrento

Lemon trees outnumber houses in the towns near Amalfi

A new addition at Villa Cimbrone, formerly Greta Garbo’s love nest.

The jigsaw of lemon tree terraces, umbrella pines, craggy rocks, and seaside homes.

Villa Cimbrone, in Ravello

POWER HOUSE: Amalfi’s fleet ruled the Mediterranean in the 1100s, along with Pisa, Genoa & Venice. Here, the cathedral.

Lemons, lemons, everywhere.

Where there’s lemons, there’s limoncello.

MORE WINE! Greek banqueters immortalized at Paestum

PAESTUM holds Europe’s most extensive and awesome complex of Greek temples. This is Hera’s pad.

It wouldn’t be a Dolce Vita tour without wine! We pay a visit to LUIGI MAFFINI, a pioneer in the Cilento known for his lip-smacking fiano.

Luigi Maffini inspects the goods.

Acanthus flower, inspiration for Greek architectural motifs

A hidden cove, spied during our walk near Castellabate

Aglianico maturing at De Conciliis, another pioneer in the Cilento

Luigi De Conciliis (R) points out his vineyards to Dolce Vita’s Claudio Bisio

NAIMA: De Conciliis’s cult aglianico—and the name of my first cat. (Naturally, it was love at first taste.)

Goodbye, Cilento! Goodbye, Amalfi! We hope to return soon!