Jemma, of La Jemma fame, immediately made us feel special and welcome. The room was bright and clean, and the balcony had some nice views. But back to Jemma, my wife and I requested transportation from the hotel to Positano. While waiting for the car a older man approached waving at us saying, “La Jemma, La Jemma” so we mistakenly went with him to his cab. Once in the cab he attempted to shake us down for more money. After a heated argument, he agreed on the fare the hotel quoted us. It all seemed very suspicious, but we got to Positano. The next morning I checked my messages to find several messages checking if we were indeed OK. The cab driver it seems hijacked our fare and when the proper car showed up and we were gone, Jemma attempted to call back the taxi, and having no success contacted our Positano hotel to check on our safety. That’s going the extra mile.