Chapter 38
After numerous coaches, buses, taxis which took around 2 hours into total we were on our way to Scala, a small town situated up a rocky hill as I was informed by Brendan in the last taxi. The roads were absolutely hazardous, I had enormous respect for the drivers who lived and worked here, the roads twisted around and around, and we were so close to the edge at one point I thought we were goners. But the views, omg I had never seen anything as beautiful, the Amalfi Coast stretched out down below, sparkling against the ever present shine of the sun, I could not wait to go to the beach.
We approach the main square in Scala, I spotted a café that stood next to a pharmacy, a gift shop with racks of souvenirs was there too. We got out into the square, Brendan tipped the driver generously, and I could tell by the small hint of relief, he was glad to be out of that taxi too. I had stripped my jumper off by now, and it lay twisted around my waist, I swigged a quick drink from the water bottle we picked up and even though it had gone warm, it was still a welcomed relief. We continued walking down the road past the pharmacy, as Brendan informed me the apartment was only around the corner, yes apartment, he rented one for the week, and here was I expecting a hotel, ahh.
We soon stood in front of some big black gates, with an intercom stuck to a pole next to it, Brendan slapped his thumb down on the button and a small man in a blue vest top and beige shorts waddled up to us with two eager white dogs wagging their tails behind him. We shook hands and he greeted us very eagerly, I saw them chuckling to each other, and I gathered the man said something along the lines of "He's good yes?" to which Brendan replied, "Oh very good" with a wink. They laughed to themselves, shook hands and handed us a key. We continued down this long hill into the apartment complex, and I could tell this was going to be hell climbing up and down every day.
There were around 4 apartments that I could see, they all had balconies, and a small porch with a little barbeque on. There was a row of delicious looking lemon trees down below, and we were informed we could pick some if we liked by the owner. I stood looking out at the views from our balcony, the sea was shining, the town from across the mountain was visible and I made a note we would have to check it out. I heard some yapping and looked down to see one of the dogs, hmm, he must let them roam free. He sat down on the orange titles of the porch looking up at me with huge black eyes. I decided to sit down with him while Brendan deposited our bags inside the apartment. I sighed looking out, whilst happily scratching the dog's ears, yes, this was indeed heaven.
"Having fun there Steven?" Brendan drawled from the doorway, he had changed into a loose fitting t-shirt and black shorts with matching sandals.
"Mhmm, its lovely here ain't it?"
"I wouldn't say this is the lovely part." Brendan replied.
"What do you mean?" I asked frowning.
"Well, ye ain't seen the bedroom yet…" he replied casually looking at his nails trying to keep the smirk off his face.
"Well maybe you could show me around?" I replied standing up crossing my arms.
"Hmm." He said titling his head. "Gladly."
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