When you fly into a city that is the gateway to a UNESCO LISTED destination, you imagine that they would take some pride in the presentation of. Not Naples!
We arrived at 10am in the morning and were cheerfully greeted by hauls of black African men and a small number of dodgey Italian men trying to sell us cheap ipads, iPods and iPhones. We'd been told previously that once you have agreed to buy something and money has exchanged hands that they do some ultra cool magic and what you actually end up with is a box full of stones or salt. Gourmet stones and salt for your 200 euros though!
One of the hostel owners told us that men from America come to see how it all worked.
We stayed one night and then got the flock out of Naples. Probably would of left sooner if we could!!
We got a train to Herculeaum (Pompei's brother) where a shit load if people were killed by a eruption from Mt Vesuvius 2000 years ago, but because the houses filled with mud and not lava it preserved most if the city. We even managed to see one of the skeletons that still lies where they died. Apparently it got so hot that their brains combusted!
Pompei on the other hand was covered with ash and lava, so they died from suffocation. Both were incredible places to visit and Mt Vesuvius still lays in the background plotting it's next eruption.
From there we continued down to the Amalfi coast, similar to Frankston in that millions if people flock to the beach in summer!!
It's a smallish town that is completely over run by tourists and massive cruise ships.
We did day trips to Positano and Amalfi, both frequently visitors by celebrities with lots of money and also by lots of old ladies who wear their best clothes and pretend to be rich, but aren't!
We caught a ferry back to Sorrento (where we were living it up in a caravan park) taking in the spectacular coast line and wondering what would possess done to build on the side of a cliff!
Another day we trekked down "The path of the Gods". At the top the cloud cover was very low, but like Hercules and Neptune we strolled out of there like the Gods that we are! The views were amazing and the 1500 steps to get the bottom interesting. By the one we reached the bottom our legs were shaking all on their own, magic!! Couldn't walk properly for about three days after and confirmed my theory that exercise is overrated!
Thanks for having us Italy!




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