We left Siena in the early morning for the place we both believed to be "the hot spot" in Italy; the Amalfi coast. We decided to go for a VFR flight, got well prepared on how we wanted to make the flight but did have no idea how to cross the limited airspace from Roma and Napoli which seemed to cover half the Italian country.
But he, we do it the Italian way... Talk the walk! So, while Joerg was chatting away to the Italians in the control towers, I watched traffic (especially the yellow Cessna who wanted to practice some morning yoga in the air) and tried to keep track on where we were on the map.
After two hours and 33 degrees Celsius in our little cockpit, the Amalfi coast looked more inviting than we ever expected. And he... Joerg chatting up the Italian controllers paid off...They let us fly in 1000 ft over the Napolitan and Amalfi coastline, crossing Capri and the wonderful town of Positano.
When being handed over to the Salerno airport to land, Joerg was so convinced that his Italian improved... However...The Italian controller, suprised to be waken up at work, asked about six times for Lola's call sign after which he finally said " Ah, I understand now... N896677YP...Clear to land your helicopter..."
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