Zara Naples
Via Firenze 81 Naples, Campania, 80142, Italy
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Homeward Bound
So today is our last day and we head off early for a marginally better flight home on Thomson than coming. However there is the same palaver with cabin baggage and we had to sit in the coach for an hour before we could check in. But home almost on time and all the luggage arrived and we are in one piece so a good outcome!
Overall we had a wonderful time on our magical mystery cruise. We didn't get to Tripoli or Egypt or Tunisia but we had ...
Pompei
... water would help with the heat and keep them alive. There is still about 1/3 of the city buried. The excavations started in the 1700s and in the 1800s the archaeologists though that most of the city had been recovered and built a church over part of the site. In fact there are ruins underneath, but the city isn’t sure when, or if, they will tear the church down and excavate.
That night we went to eat some ...
Unravelling Naples, or trying and failing
... passes through this pleasant little town.
“Does nothing work in this bloody country?!”
The greying, middle-aged man struggled to activate the movement sensor on the tap. His uncomfortable, reddish cheeks and pale arms partially hidden by a bright short-sleeved shirt were indicative of what a stereotypical British – no, English – tourist should look like.
“Um, try this one” is the reply from the adjacent sink, its ...
Scio' Scio' Ciucciuvettole!
... the blue waters of the sea. From down below, it is quite the opposite. Loud and polluted, the city is riddled with trash and grafitti and plays host to what seems like a death defying game of Frogger - pedestrians constantly ducking and dodging their way through the constant flow of trucks and cars, and the motorcycles and scooters that are weaving their way between them. So crazy was the traffic that at times, we found ourselves just standing at ...
Men of Italy
... the sex with me for twenty four hours in teh day, seven day of week, three hundred sixty five days of year." I think my reaction of hysterical laughter was a little tepid for the situation but it was just so ridiculously funny, I couldn't help it. I snuck my way over to the bar and had one bartender hitting on me while another translated for me. Nothing stops or deters the Italians and if this energy wasput to a better use they could rule the world, unfortunately ...



