I departed Naples for Sant’Agnello, one stop from Sorrento on the Peninsula Sorrentina. My final stop on what has been an eye opening adventure for this country boy from Casterton, Australia. Once my few days here were over it would be time to leave Europe and head for the United Kingdom. It was an inevitable situation but try as I might I was doing everything possible to delay it. Still without a plane ticket to London and constantly trying to think of other things I could do to extend my stay all while not spending any more money.
The hot uncomfortable train ride was made bearable by watching the view pass me by as the train wound its way along the coastline. I could tell I should have skipped Naples altogether and been here sooner, the view was already amazing. Before long I was jumping off the train and off in search of my hostel.
Sant’Agnello is a quiet little place, away from the big tourist hotspot of Sorrento (but only just). Walking down to my hostel I couldn’t help but love everything that surrounded me. The narrow streets with trees that hung over the fences dropping their fruit to the footpath. An old lady minding her own business sweeping the path to her house like she must have done for years considering the state of her broom.
I had been searching for a place to end my journey and it was here that I think I found it. Checking into my hostel couldn’t have been anymore removed from everywhere else I had stayed to date. I felt like I was sitting in the foyer of a hotel not a backpacker hostel.
Behind me was the Bar, and not some half attempt at one this was a full on establishment with a booze collection that rivalled most of the places I used to frequent as a student when I was living in Melbourne. To my left the large double doors opened up into a tiled courtyard filled with chairs and tables that lead off to the accommodation, the restaurant kitchen, an internet cafe and the laundry facilities. Jealous yet? Well you should be this was a hotel in every sense of the word and I was in heaven.
Any hostel room fitted with 5 double bunks is normally cramped and leaving you fighting for space, damn I’ve had rooms with 3 double bunks that do that. In this room however, you could have easily stuffed another 5 bunks and I wouldn’t have been worried.
The final jewel to this crown was the amazing roof patio that spanned the entire roof area. With a view out across the Gulf of Naples where you could see Naples itself, it was clear as soon as I had found some food I was coming back to this spot to have a beer and soak up the warm breeze and stunning views.
Downstairs I quickly made friends with an aussie who checked in the same time as me and we headed to the main part of town to find some food. A look around revealed a cash machine, a few small stores, a supermarket and a couple of cafes, perfecto. After treating myself to a nice pizza and a long chat with a new mate I retreated to the hostel and it’s roof patio to relax and plan out my final days in Europe.
A couple of beers later I was joined by three other aussies who had all been here for a few days already. I think for the entire trip so far this was the first time I’d met so many countrymen in one spot, a completely different story to what I had expected and heard from other backpackers.
Our talking turned into drinking which turned into even more drinking. Stopping just long enough for a meal from the restaurant downstairs I learned about what there was to see and do, all while wishing I’d arrived when they did so I could have partied alongside them.
I don’t remember the time we all called it quits but I do remember thinking this is going to be one amazing place to finish my trip, I can just need to not wake up with a hangover and ruin my adventure to the Amalfi Coast.