In old Napoli where love is king, when boy meets girl, here's what they say...
When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie that's amore...
Well... Napoli is supposed to be the king of love. And in love we fell. Naples despite it's rough reputation is actually a vibrant and moving city. Lots of cheap pizza as well. I can't say it was the best pizza in Italy or the world (that crown currently resides about 1hr outside of Milan but we wouldn't be able to get back there if we tried) but we made damn sure that it wasn't the best pizza by having a pizza every couple days. Mmmmm.
Emilie and I stayed in a really nice hostel for, instead of the original 2 nights, 5 nights total. It was a really nice time and we meet some really nice people. The food was amazing and the touristy stuff felt far less touristy than most of the other places we've been so far. Except for Pompei. That was a tourist hell. More of a hell because it was hot. But there were lots of tourists there as well. Pretty cool huge town. In 4 hours of cooking we were only able to see maybe 1/2 of it. Good times though. All in all, Emilie and I both highly recomend Napoli. (And the hostel, Giovanni's house)
In the end we decided not to head to Greece. Money and time concerns made us reconsider. So now we are back in Rome. We will be picking up Lucy and heading back north for the cooler areas.
PS: It's getting to be postcard time, so before sending a mass e-mail looking for mailing addresses, I am going to tell everybody to either e-mail Emilie or I.
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