Pompeii to Capri

By 13 July things started to turn around for the better. We took the train from Sorrento to Pompeii and I'm not quite sure how to begin to describe it all. The site was very fascinating and it was exhilarating to walk down the original Roman roads and think about the people from antiquity that had walked the same roads thousands of years before. I became very angry about the fact that people had carved into the Roman frescoes and into the stones of the buildings. I hate when people don't respect history.
We bought tickets to the House of the Chaste Lovers/ Painters at Work and the House of Julius Polybius. Those houses were by far the best part of the entire day trip. The houses really helped you to imagine how the Romans actually lived and worked in their homes. The House of Polybius had some really cheesy parts to its presentation but it was also very interesting. In the back of the House of the Chaste Lovers there is a stable that had 5 donkeys tied up back there. The skeletons of the beasts looked as though they were trying to escape their holdings and from the fire and pumice rain, frozen in time. It was an eerie reminder that Pompeii was the site of a horrific catastrophe. It sent shivers down your spine.



Yesterday we took the Hydrofoil boat over to the Isle of Capri. Capri is so amazingly beautiful that I can't believe that it is not a dream. Scott and I spent the evening looking at the very expensive stores and the incredible views. It seems like every corner to turn (and there are a lot of windy corners to turn down) there is another breath-taking sheer cliff nearly falling into the ocean. For dinner we ended up treating ourselves to a bottle of Pinot Grigio and pretending that we were much wealthier than we really are.

Today was more wondering around the island. We took a very windy, 95° declined footpath down the cliff to a pebbled beach where I swam for a little while in the ocean then we traveled back up to the top.



More wandering. More wine.
It's been a damn good day.