Indeed, they take place from Sorrento to Venice with disturbing frequency.
My grandmother is from Naples so I spent every summer of my childhood traveling between Capri, Sorrento, and the Amalfi Coast.
A pleasant sail—not so smooth but that it made the Italian passengers ill—brought us to Sorrento.
She proved to be the Sorrento, bound from the Mediterranean to Lynn.
First they explored the lovely old town of Sorrento, and decided this was the place where they wanted to live always.
Gaspar Poussin's storms.Rome, and among the hills of Sorrento.
One evening they were sailing near Sorrento, with a light wind.
The distant coast, where dreams Sorrento, was becoming clearer every moment.
You remember that I was then at Sorrento by the order of my physician.
The Count, however, had never referred to their parting at Sorrento.