We start waking up here in Sorrento about 6am to loud church bells that we remain unsure about... Church or rude alarm? After that its a series of loud gals and door slams. So when our alarms went off around 8 we were already awake. We must have our minds in the right place, because we got right up and set out for a jog. After a quick shower, we moved quickly through free breakfast and checkout. Greece? Venice? Decisions decisions. Were having trouble figuring out our ferry to Greece. We decided we need a few Samara kind of days before finishing up, so were hoping to make it to an island in Greece by tomorrow. There we have some serious goals: bake in the sun, sleep in the sun, explore grecian island life and re-center/refocus/regroup. And maybe wash some socks, panties and shirts. Not that we smell or anything....
So we skipped town towards Napoli... That's Naples for y'all American folk. On the way we jumped off the train in Pompeii, curious about the ruins. We wanted to see te froZen people but not enough to pay and wait in line. So we took it in from a distance, compared my Vesuvius to arenal, and re-boarded our train. We had about an hour and a half to kill in Naples, and the one thing that's a must do is eat pizza (where it was created)! Jenny had done some research and we mapped our way to what was reviewed as the oldest and best pizza. There were tons of people waiting outside to get in... The city has pizza rules, thats right, rules. Here's the guidelines for Napoli pizza:
We decided to ask for ours to go and when Jenny ordered one margarita (the only other option is maranara) the friends chefs thought she was one crazy Americana. We walked back to the train station in anticipation and they were right. One was a bad idea. This was the best pizza imaginable, and we can't explain why. It was unlike anything else. We enjoyed our halves and dreamed avout more as we waited for our train.
We had 2 trains to catch to Bari (the port town and homeland to THE Shea Donovan-there's billboards of him all over, your people send their love dear). Obviously, Jenny passed out while Kelly watched the gorgeous Italian scenery pass by as er iTunes played the perfect soundtrack. Today we are feeling great about our decision to go home and know it's the right time. We passed a ton of windmills and as U2 serenaded Kelly there seemed to be signs and symbolism coming at us the whole day. Now let's just hope we can find a boat to Greece...
Success! We made it to Bari with approximately 30 minutes to find the port, figure out a ferry, book and board. We did it! We would be in Ingomenutsa by 6am.
We boarded expecting a shnazzy ferry like our first to holland. Ehh not so much. No Internet or cool spots. We sat in a movie theatre meets airplane type of room with a bunch of strangers and our backpacks. Salad and fries for dinner and, as always, stole some bread for breaky!We watched Erin brokevich (yay for no dubbing) and then spread out across seats in hope of sleeping a bit...
Doze on and off... On and off... I think were somewhere in Greece by now...
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