"The small curving bay of unbelievably blue and green water laps gently on a beach of small pebbles. There is only one narrow street and it does not come down to the water. Everything else is stairs, some of them as steep as ladders. You do not walk to visit a friend, you either climb or slide." ~ John Steinbeck

as mentioned...

by Steinbeck in his article...

is a vertical city...

not a place for the climbing adverse.

The gardeners in Positano...

 do their best...

 to keep us...

too busy ooohhhing and aaahhhing...

to count stairs.

When you are tired of admiring the flowers and such...

you can look up...

and down...

 and all around...

 at the art...

 tucked away...

in all directions...
Nord... Sud... Est...Ovest.

For me...

is easy to find...

in this city...

dangling on a cliff...

facing west...

where the sun obliges...

with a colorful end to your day.