Viva Italia Part 1: Napoli

I have been informed by Jenny that as punishment for not successfully completing my blog challenge I must now blog FOUR MORE TIMES to break even. Pretty bummed about this. Luckily I actually did something this past week so I'm gonna spread out my Italian tales.

So I left London on Saturday bound for Naples. I am shamefully bad at geography. I mean I seriously have no idea where anything is. So I'm not sure what I was flying over, but I got a good view of it anyway. At one point I'm pretty sure the pilot said we were flying over the Swiss Alps and I took some pics. If they weren't the Swiss Alps they were pretty impressive anyway.

It's crazy how little time it takes to get anywhere over this side of the world, and in no time I was attempting to find some Euros and a Taxi/get myself to town to meet up with my cousins.
The cab driver didn't know where to go. He asked the other drivers for directions. He seemed pretty mad and everyone drove like crazy people. It was apparently ok to just create another lane if the person in front of you was going too slow and there was liberal use of the horn from all directions.
He did eventually find the B&B, on a tiny little street where Amelia was waiting outside to greet me. But not before we got lost and he asked some old Italian ladies WHO WERE ACTUALLY HANGING OUT THEIR WINDOWS JUST CHILLING for help. As you do.

The place we stayed was real nice and had some pretty great views of the city and such. Also there were some real great tasting blood oranges to eat.

It seems that every day is washing day in Naples. Washing hanging everywhere you look.

On Saturday night we went to L'Antica Pizzeria Da Michele.

We had to take a number and wait for at least 2 hours, but it was totally worth it. I was like Julia Roberts in Eat, Pray, Love, but with less talk of muffin tops and more eating. The old man in the background is totally sitting in my seat.

They only make 2 types of Pizza and most of the people there were locals so you know it must be good. I had Double Mozzarella. It was a good choice. While we were waiting we went down the road to get a drink and I accidentally destroyed a lovely (hideous) fake flower arrangement on the wall of the cafe/bar place with my hoodie. It was a pretty awkward first interaction with Italian people.

We spent 2 days in Naples, mostly looking at old stuff/Ancient Roman porn.

Wandering along tiny streets.

Covered in Graffiti.

Discovering awesome views/the shadow of the Volcano.