Weekends in August are generally a time to avoid the beach on the Amalfi Coast. Crisi or no crisi, I swear half of Italy is on the beach in Amalfi this time of year. With hotter than usual temperatures right now, unless I can nab a spot close to the edge of the water I feel like reenacting the “I’m melting … m…e…l…t…i…n…g” scene from Who Framed Roger Rabbit. Yeah, it ain’t pretty. I’m happier to head to the beach early in the morning during the week when it’s less crowded or just wait until things quiet down a little bit at the end of the August.
Since it was too hot to head to the beach yesterday, we went the other direction up into the mountains above Tramonti to one of my favorite restaurants. The drive through the pass up to Tramonti was quiet and peaceful, worlds away from the August chaos in Amalfi. After lunch I looked up at the big chestnut tree we parked under for shade and noticed the bright green chestnuts growing in their prickly burrs.
On such a hot day it was refreshing to have a reminder that autumn is on its way. Soon it will be time for the chestnut harvest and the Festa della Castagna in Scala. I want to hold on to the warmth of summer and the beach days as long as I can, but seeing the chestnuts growing is a nice reminder that there are many beautiful–and cooler–days ahead!