I curled my toes in the warm sand and looked up at this beautiful place. A small village built in to the side of a mountain. Unchanged for decades. A utopia of pastels and deep purple blooming flowers running across people’s balconies. Gazing at the homes I found myself daydreaming... Which place would I live in? Which balcony would I sip coffee from in the morning, watch the sunset from in the evening? I could smell the salty air mixing with the garlic and tomatoes cooking in the kitchen. I could hear the music playing softly, competing with the sounds of the ocean and her laughter. This place... Amalfi. It’s where beautiful dreams are made of.

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