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I was there from May 30- June 4 2023. It was my best friends wedding in Sorrento. It was a packed summer season in Sorrento. Not a place to put your foot in. I wasn’t there fishing for love, being an Italy regular visitor, you would know it’s not a place to find love. I had planned my annual vacation with my friend’s wedding. She had already chosen the hotels where the guest would be (we paid for the hotel stays) but then I needed a vacation so I extended my stay looking for another hotel. I was tired drained and lost from a year chasing after work. Extremely reluctant and skeptical about this new hotel im moving to, especially that I had to stage my bag from the center to Accademia, and there was no one there to help me, as my check in was the same time of breakfast hour. I hate moving around from one hotel to the other. I like to settle in one place, and hate moving one place to the other. It affects me negatively, as it resembles my life of moving from one place to the other without ever finding a place to call home. It strange me more from myself, and more further away from my soul. I had learnt earlier that it’s a B&B and was worried about trying it out, and how different is it from the hotel.|I was received by Anna, already out of breath as I dragged my through the streets. The breeze and citrus as soon as I came in, but I was still anxious, I can’t control my anxiety.|Anna then opened the room, and I saw through the balcony the vast sea view from the high floor, giving it the feel of a penthouse. As soon as I saw the sea still standing out of the room with my bag, I couldn’t help but to wonder, is this home? I had to catch the ferry to Positano, so I had to run out quickly after putting my bag.|After a long day between Capri and Positano, I went back to the room. Yes I’m used to staying at luxurious hotels. Accademia was more expensive than any of them per night.|However, I went back to the balcony in my room with the sea view. Amazed by the high wooden ceiling putting comfort to my claustrophobia and making my soul feel more nourished and relaxed. John was there next morning a very nice receptionist/ manger he told me about the breakfast and the house keeping , I will always remember his calmness and the pearl necklace he had. He was from Asia, probably also looking for home.|the room had a desk, it encouraged me to finish my book, of course I couldn’t do so cuz I didn’t have my computer with me but I had wished if I had a room or place like this to call home. As someone who always struggled with finding pillows the one they had was very comforting.|The painting of the wall was calming green, a cute yellow duck above the sink, and the funny note under the bed saying “don’t worry we already checked” reminded me of Santana’s song “there is a monster and he is under my bed” it made me smile cuz I love this song, and wondered why did I even check under my bed when I don’t have this idea or fear of finding something under my bed. The key and citrus smell, with all the antiques that makes the place more homey. The shower was great. I always judge places by the bathroom. The high wooden ceiling again made my soul feel very vast and free. I kept saying to myself. If I ever had the money to have a house of my own I want it to have every single detail I had in this room with the balcony over looking the sea.|Yes for brief days and with an amount of money that made my bank account ached, forcing me to live on a very tight budget following this trip, and with hopelessness to find love, I’ve found home in a hopeless place.