Naples, Pompeii and Other Sights

Naples is a large(1+ million) city in southern Italy. A major port, it is a favorite destination for cruise ships and tourists. Pompeii, Herculaneum, Sorrento and Capri are all close by. There is a special train called the Circumvesuviana that runs from its own Naples station to Pompeii and Sorrento. This station is about a 15 minute taxi ride from the cruise terminal. We intended to take a taxi(15 euros) to the train(5 euros each) plus admission fees, then eat at a pizzeria before visiting the Archaelogical Museum in Naples, which has all the good stuff from Pompeii. Total cost for transportation only about 31 euros. Each.

We found a taxi driver willing to take all four of us to the train for 15 euros. We piled in and then the fun began. “I can take you to Pompeii and pick you up when you are finished. We can go to Sorrento and I will take you to the Palace and Opera House in Naples.” “Just the train Station.” “But I can take you to Pompeii and these other places, too.” Roberta got out of the Taxi. Cheryl and I said “How about Pompeii, a pizza and the Archaeological Museum?’’ “I can do that.” “How much?” “25 euros .” “Let’s go!” Roberta got back in and off we went.

The driver’s name was Ciro Palladino. I would guess he was a man of about 50; he spoke very good English. When a pedestrian or another vehicle did something he didn’t like he made a loud noise that sounded exactly like a police whistle. He would pass buses on the right while we were both making a left turn, go the wrong way on one way streets, drive down the street car tracks and commit other acts of terror that fortunately I have suppressed.As we start on our wild ride Ciro puts a CD in the player and out comes Luciano Pavarotti. Ciro starts conducting, whistling, driving and occasionally singing along. Luciano starts singing “Nessun Dorma” and suddenly Uncle Alan, the Old White Haired Guy, sitting next to Ciro in the front seat, joins in at full volume. Ciro, both surprised and delighted, fortunately manages to keep the car on the road.(The OWH is a trained operatic tenor with an excellent voice). This was followed by more Luciano, including “Core’ Ingrato”, more OWH, and then some Neopoliatan songs. There we were, careening down the road with police whistles, conducting, singing and occasionally driving. Most fun I’ve had in years. 

This photo shows the OWH and Ciro.

 He was true to his word-dropped us at Pompeii and was at the meeting place afterwords at the exact time agreed upon. We then went to the Archaeological Museum in Naples only to discover it was closed—the workers were on strike. Fortunately we caught him before he drove off and we went to a pizzeria. Naples is the birthplace of pizza. We had an excellent Margherita pizza.

Pompeii was much larger than I had expected. We didn't come close to seeing all of it, but below are some photos.

Above is an open area with the remains of an amphitheatre in the background; the amphitheatre is shown below.

The three photos above show typical streets. The streets are slightly sunken to allow for water, particular waste water, to flow. The large stones are stepping stones, carefully placed so that a chariot or cart can pass between them.

The photo above is of a bathroom in a home. The toilet is at the middle left, and the bathtub bottom center.

The top photo above is of a surviving wall painting. The bottom photo shows a mosaic tile floor.

Below is a place of food preparation. The food was stored in the jars built into the counter. Note the wall painting in the background, shown in closeup below.

Below is a plaster cast of some resident of Pompeii, as found during excavation.

The next photo is of a church and square in downtown Naples. Lastly, setting sail into the setting sun.