Andrea’s van lumbered along the serpentine coastal road to the south and soon we arrived at the foot of Amalfi, where the town meets the sea. Andrea declined our invitation to join us for dinner, but promised to come in time to share dessert and caffé.
We poured out of the van and set about finding Kris and Nichole. Being early evening, the passeggiata was in full swing. Everyone was out and about, strolling through Piazza Duomo which sits at the bottom of Amalfi’s dramatic duomo: the Cattedrale di Sant’Andrea.
We spotted the wedding couple a few minutes later, smack in the middle of the piazza. They had been posing for the photographer at the top of the 62 steps leading up to the cathedral, Amalfi’s 13th century architectural masterpiece.
Now it was time to meander along as a group while the photographer clicked away. Tourists and locals alike eyed us, shouting out “Auguri!” as the couple strolled past. It is customary in Italy to call this out to passing brides and grooms, their version of “Best wishes!”
The sun was setting as we made our way back to the waterfront. Ambling down a jetty that jutted straight into the sea, we ran into another wedding party, this one from Sweden. The two brides exchanged congratulations.
At the very end of the pier, a group of young adults were huddled on the ground, playing guitars and hanging out. Gianni joked with them while the photographer snapped photos of the newlyweds.
More pictures of gli sposi and then it was time to make our way to Ristorante Marina Grande, an easy stroll away.