Positano: Where you get over things quickly

lesson in blogging from a remote site: Watch the clock. I’d spent a half hour relating the tales of our Saturday ride from Naples to Positano, this picturesque beach town on the Mediterranean when, blink-blink, my whole message disappeared. Just like that. No warning as with any other Internet business I’d ever used from Poland to Costa Rica. Just… nothing. Here’s today’s lesson in irony: I wasn’t too angry.

But, hey, you get over things, right? I mean, when you wake up the next morning and step out onto the terrace of your rented apartment and the sun is shining brightly, rolling clumps of white clouds spot the cobalt-blue sky and the sea that is RIGHT THERE BELOW YOU seems to run on forever, life doesn’t seem so bad, pal. Not bad at all. In fact, it’s almost enough to make you want to throw away your watch and not care about the time at all.

Which reminds me. I wonder how much time I have l… damn!