One day I was having lunch on my own in Ravello, or at least I thought I was having lunch on my own. I looked up from the table to see along the top of the mountains the face of a man with a bulbous nose and prominent chin. I’ve heard locals point out several faces in the outline of the mountains above Maiori. For me, this is the Old Man of the Mountain sleeping above Maiori. Although he slumbers, he’s pretty good lunch company seeing as he always brings a smile to my face.