What a find in Maiori! During the last two weeks of September (14 nights) we paid 52 Euros per night, breakfast included. The B&B is conveniently located to the main street and the beach without walking a “million” steps up into the hills—actually between 1-2 blocks. Anna, the innkeeper is a doll. She speaks wonderful English and is extremely friendly and accommodating, answering all of our “tourista” questions with a smile. Maya is a friendly and efficient housekeeper. The B&B is located on the third floor of an apartment building. There is a small elevator that works well if you follow Anna’s directions. Our room (#34 Ravello) was charming—decorated in beautiful blue ceramic tile with accents on the floor and in the bathroom. The room was spacious with a balcony that wrapped around two sides. We had breakfast there every morning. Breakfast consists of coffee/tea; pear/peach/orange-carrot-lemon juice; croissants or rolls with jelly/butter/Nutella; and Melba toast. We did get tired of this menu after a few days and occasionally bought our own breakfast from a local pasticceria/cafe. There was a small TV, safe, hair dryer and refrigerator. The TV only picks up Italian channels, but we are not TV watchers. The hair dryer wasn’t very powerful. The refrigerator kept our stock of picnic items and a Coke cool. The "queen" bed was very firm, but comfortable. I loved the fact that there was a drying rack for clothes on the balcony since I am a laundry freak. There is air-conditioning but it is available only from 2-7 pm. If you want it more, it costs 5 Euros/day. The room did get hot in the afternoon because it faced west, but at 7 pm, cool (if not cold) breezes started. (It appears that during our second week the air-conditioning was cut off for the season.) The hot water comes and goes, but you usually can have at least tepid for a quick shower. My biggest complaint (and the B&B can’t control this) was the evening noise in the street: there were pedestrians up until about 1 am and a crazed bell keeper that rang the church bells at the weirdest times and with the weirdest melody—not timed for the hour like most churches. However, if you closed the double-paned windows, it cut down the noise a lot. (But I like to sleep with the windows opened.) I admit that after a few days of running around the Amalfi coast, I was so exhausted, I slept through most of the commotion.