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... what will they be doing 10 years from now? I suppose the Chinese woman will have here own shop by then. The African guy, may or may not have worked his way up—perhaps, if he’s clever and frugal, he’ll have built himself a little house down in Senegal… or maybe not. And the Roma woman? Still begging, perhaps? How is this possibly going to lead to a better life for her, her children, and her people? ...
... lava when King Vesuvius wakes up. Clearly we don’t want there to be an eruption and no one’s house gets destroyed! I mean, what would be the fun of that?
Finally I reach Torre Anunciate proper, where there’s a lively outdoor market underway as well as a nice little sidewalk overlooking a port and the sea below. Here I join a couple rugged looking fellows at a little plaza overlooking the sea for my concert.
Day 060: 5 hours, 12.3 kms, Day: 38.5 kms
Taking a video clip of myself at the edge of the crater of Vesuvius is out of the question—I'm barely able to hold on to the camera! I do tarry for a little bit leaning against the wall of a little shelter along the rim, but I know I need to start heading back down… and that’s not going to be easy.
First comes the path down the outside of the mountain with a ...
... the restuarant's gift shop which according to him sold "de-lick-it-cee's" we think he was trying to so delicacies.
The final part of our evening was enjoying the view of Sorrento from the restuarant, it was amazing.
... didn't end up picking on
several days which were open for Michelle and I to travel the
surrounding areas. We were perfectly situated to see Siena, Florence
again (which was SO fun... I'll explain later), and San Gimignano. I
really enjoyed seeing all of these places even though the weather was
less than perfect. However, the bad weather kept everyone else away
and that left these usually packed cities almost empty.
So, why Florence the second time ...