Images: Castel Nuevo; the streets of Napoli (remember "the BUS"!!)Anyone who tells you that driving in Roma is crazy, has not driven in Napoli. Our host here at the B and B (on the fifth floor - with a tiny, one person elevator) describes it as "chaotica!"
It was a real challenge to find our B and B, as we drove in circles for about an hour, stopping to ask directions every ten minutes, and getting conflicting advice each time we stopped.
Finally settled at the B and B, I had to take "The Bus" to the parking garage, which was located 18 stops, three angry curses, and 72 honks of Napolese horns as I looked in vain for non-existent street name signs. Check out the picture of the streets of Napoli, and remember the dimensions of The Bus.....
Our dinner was unanimously selected the best meal we have had yet. Naples is famous for its pizza, so we had to start with a "piccollo" margharita pizza. Tomatoes, cheese and basil on the lightest crust we have ever tasted.
Next came a seafood pasta with monkfish, mussels, clams, tomatoes in a light cream sauce made with white wine, garlic, olio d'oliva, and LOTS of butter. Absolutely delicious. It was the type of sauce that you had to mop up with lots of fresh-baked bread.
Sweet Melissa left for home on Sunday, so we raised a glass to her. We had grown so used to sharing our meals together that her presence was sorely missed, so much so that we raised a couple more glasses to her. Cin-cin sweetheart! We miss you!
Tomorrow, we valiantly navigate the streets of Napoli to get K to the airport to return to London. We keep our fingers crossed as the news reported that a thousand flights to England had been cancelled due to volcanic ash. Is there a theme developing here????
It was a real challenge to find our B and B, as we drove in circles for about an hour, stopping to ask directions every ten minutes, and getting conflicting advice each time we stopped.
Finally settled at the B and B, I had to take "The Bus" to the parking garage, which was located 18 stops, three angry curses, and 72 honks of Napolese horns as I looked in vain for non-existent street name signs. Check out the picture of the streets of Napoli, and remember the dimensions of The Bus.....
Our dinner was unanimously selected the best meal we have had yet. Naples is famous for its pizza, so we had to start with a "piccollo" margharita pizza. Tomatoes, cheese and basil on the lightest crust we have ever tasted.
Next came a seafood pasta with monkfish, mussels, clams, tomatoes in a light cream sauce made with white wine, garlic, olio d'oliva, and LOTS of butter. Absolutely delicious. It was the type of sauce that you had to mop up with lots of fresh-baked bread.
Sweet Melissa left for home on Sunday, so we raised a glass to her. We had grown so used to sharing our meals together that her presence was sorely missed, so much so that we raised a couple more glasses to her. Cin-cin sweetheart! We miss you!
Tomorrow, we valiantly navigate the streets of Napoli to get K to the airport to return to London. We keep our fingers crossed as the news reported that a thousand flights to England had been cancelled due to volcanic ash. Is there a theme developing here????
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