We spent our last day back in Sorrento at the beach. The town is on top of a cliff and there are elevators that connect the hotels to the private beaches. We paid extra to get sunbeds out on the big enclosing deck that protected the beach from the sea. This was our view back towards the cliff.
Looking up at the hotels...
This is looking over our shoulders back out to sea.
This is quite possibly the most unflattering photo ever taken of me in my life. I'm all, like, floppy and blobby! I blame the Englishman who took it. The Snook looks good though.
After the beach (where we both got horribly sunburnt) we headed back to Rome for the night before flying out the next morning. The trip wasn't really that bad. The best part was flying over Australia during the next day. The pilot jigged the flightpath so we could see Uluru (aka Ayer's Rock) on both sides of the plane. Pretty neat, huh? I thought it was a fitting way to end the trip.
