A quiet day for walking today. We awoke to another great breakfast Mediterranean style, with breads, cheeses, cakes etc, and we think there were only four people staying last night. We said our goodbyes and were collected by a taxi for the thirty minute ride through the countryside to a small railway station called Ferrandina far below Matera. The train was empty when we climbed onboard so we setup with all our luggage in a four set bay, and watched a part of Italy we had not experienced before. Very wild country in places with magnificent towering rocky outcrops, beautiful river gorges and farms. The trip itself took close to three hours, was very pleasant, and only got busy and noisy during the last thirty minutes leading into Salerno. From here it was a short walk across several city blocks to the ocean, and along the breakwater. We had no idea if we were going in the right direction for the ferry, but saw a boat that looked promising. As luck would have it we arrived just in time to catch the earlier than planned ferry to Positano (which also stops at Amalfi). The coastline was something to behold, and the weather was playing its part as well, with cloud low and menacingly hanging around the tops. The sheer height and steepness was unexpected, and then seeing villages and roads literally clinging to the cliff sides was simply astonishing. Fortunately the water was calm, and although the weather was threatening rain, it held off and the temperature stayed acceptable without jackets. Watching the the cars, trucks and buses trying to navigate the road along this coast made us appreciate the sea option even more. One bus we saw had to back up around two corners to allow another bus to pass. We couldn't see the cars involved but can only assume they had to back up as well. Finding our Positano accommodation was challenging! We had no real idea where we were going, other than up. And when we say up, we mean along way up. R had the job of carrying most of the bags up numerous steps and narrow pathways, and the more false starts we had, the crankier he became. In the end sense prevailed, we asked for some advice at a cafe and we jumped onto the local bus, which in itself was a hair raising experience, once you are so high up and the road is so narrow that there is very little room for error. We survived and eventually after quite an effort we arrived at our accommodation, which is very acceptable, has a great private terrace connected to the room, and has great views out along the coast. A quick walk before dinner lead us to a pleasant restaurant sitting on the road edge with a view out to the sea. M can see the shopping potential time for tomorrow as we explore this very gorgeous but expensive place!