Today for the first time this holiday we woke to a cloudy sky. We decided that this would be the ideal opportunity to walk up to Sant'Agata, a small hill town about 350 metres above Sorrento, because the chances of me managing it in blazing sunshine were zero! We took our waterproofs as a precaution and it was just as well that we did because it started raining on and off as we ascended, and by the time we arrived at Sant'Agata it was torrential! The first part of the walk was very steep; zigzag steps up past the fourteen stations of the cross to the chapel of Santa Maria Dolorata. Then we continued climbing steadily for about two hours up paths through the verdant countryside until we arrived at Sant'Agata's town square. I have to admit that I felt very proud of myself and I think that James would agree that I whinged much less than yesterday. We took shelter from the downpour, which was accompanied by prolonged rumbles of thunder, in Café Orlando. We had lovely coffee and cake, and noticed an unusual statue in the garden - it was a cat smoking a cigarette!
Upon enquiry, we found out that the cat was called Jolly and the current owner's grandfather used to put on a show every week at the restaurant, during which the cat did indeed smoke a cigarette. However the owner reassured me that the cat didn't inhale! *
We are now back at the poolside in Sorrento and I'm glad to say that the clouds have rolled away and normal service has been resumed!
* As a cat lover I of course do not approve of such goings on and if I ever caught Tom and Ruby smoking a fag I would give them a very stern talking to!
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