The group welcome meeting is in Sorrento which gives me an opportunity to take the train from S’Agnello into Sorrento, which is only one stop and in this temperature far preferable to walking (about 30 minutes) and the bus timetable seems not to have heard of regular interval service and seems to be a complex set of routes. It is a climb up to the central part of the town and the station itself is up steps. The ticket machine works in English and accepts payment by phone at the bottom of the steps, so I make some guesses. When I get upstairs I find there is a staffed ticket office and then a delayed train. I almost certainly overpaid.
The railway is narrow gauge, 950mm, with 1500v DC supplied by overhead catenary. At S’Agnello the line is single towards Sorrento (one stop) but parts of the line which commences in Naples have been doubled. ETR 090 as pictured is an FE220 unit and dates back to the 1970s I believe with replacement rolling stock now being delivered.
The train is 11 minutes late but it is the service prior to the one I needed to catch, so time is not a concern. There is nowhere to scan the ticket to open the gate and so I wave at the individual in a uniform who motions me to come towards the gate and it magically opens – does no-one actually care about ticket validity in Italy as I remember it being the same in Turin?
The more modern ETR211 units were delivered between 2008 and 2009 and this one has the number ETR221 on the solebar – so not sure how the numbering actually works! These are rather more modern as can be seen and they provide the limited stop services.
I then walk through the town to the top of the cliffs above the two ports, one is for leisure use and the other for trade use as far as I can establish. I return to the café near to the station and listen to the instructions for the week, sending edited highlights to Jackie. I also mention our concern over the food and potential walking distance tomorrow in Pompeii. It appears there are no benches on which to sit within the area so it could be difficult.
The day is hot and I decide that I am not keen on exploring Sorrento any further and decide to take the train back, it is a different design but an incoming train has even more graffiti than usual.
Once back in the town of S’Agnello I stop and pick up a large quantity of water, some of which I am keen to consume once back in the hotel. We lie on beds by the pool, but in the shade, for a while and then retreat for an afternoon snooze.
In the evening we wander down to the top of the cliffs to survey the waterfront which is at a much lower level. We then enter Hotel Vesuvio and visit the Sky or in reality the Ruiart Bar where the DJ is already pretty loud but the views of Vesuvius are magnificent! After starting a bottle of Ruinart we descend one floor to the restaurant where we are shown to the prime table from which to watch the sunset. Dinner is excellent. I have venison tartare and then rabbit. The rabbit had a very colourful presentation which I found distracting but it was great to eat even if it did not delight the eye.
For the record the Newmarket description of the day:
Today you’re free to rest and relax, either enjoying the facilities of the hotel, or perhaps venturing into the centre of delightful Sorrento. The town, perched upon its cliff-top, seems built between the sky and the sea, and offers everything you might need for an enjoyable stay. Its colourful heart is the Piazza Tasso, pedestrianised in the evenings, when the bars and cafés that surround it become a perfect place to watch the locals meeting friends and strolling through the city on their nightly passeggiata.
On the shore, Sorrento’s two tiny ports are backed by even tinier beaches and several boardwalks dotted with beach huts and sunloungers. Out on the water, pleasure-craft of all shapes and sizes (and the occasional cruise ship) add to the colourful scene.





































