Well, I got to Naples. Reason I say that is because I got up early this morning and got to the piazza to catch the 8.15 bus to Naples, only to find the shop that sells tickets doesn't open till 8.30. That makes sense, not! So, back home and caught the 12.00 one instead. It takes however an hour and 40 to get there so the better part of the day was done. Never mind, you go with the flow.
I found Naples a heaving hot mass of bodies, scooters everywhere weaving in and out of traffic, everyone tooting and cursing. Whereas Rome is a real tourist city, geared to a lot of different nationalities visiting, Naples is just a real, busy, working, Italian city. A raw, nothing pretentious about it city. To get on a scooter here you would have to be local, never in the world would you want to tackle that as a tourist. The traffic is mental, going around the roundabouts, cars 3 deep and no one gives way, and then the bus squeezes in.
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| There's a roundabout in there somewhere |
I found the Castle Nuovo and visited that. Have a look at the photo of the cannon ball stuck in the bronze door of the castle, from the siege on the castle in 1503
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| Spot the cannon ball |
But unfortunately not much at all in English, so although it all looked really interesting, I couldn't quite get the details!
I did try Napolitan pizza for a late lunch, as it's meant to be the best in the world, and yes, mine was very yummy.
Was mighty pleased though to hop back on the bus back to San Lazzaro.
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| The Castle Nuovo |
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