In the 1950s, when John Steinbeck visited this gem along the Italian coastline he wrote an essay for <em>Harper's Bazaar</em>. "Positano bites deep. It is a dream place that isn't quite real when you are there and becomes beckoningly real after you have gone. Its houses climb a hill so steep it would be a cliff except that stairs are cut in it," he wrote. Nearly 64 years later, not much seems to have changed.