IMPORTED FROM MY OLD BLOG, GIRL GADABOUT, WHICH IS NOW EXTINCT
I’m still trying to figure out a schedule for my editorial calendar. I have the categories figured out I just need a schedule. So in the meantime I’ll bring you another installment of my honeymoon, from 2008. I have a notebook where I have everything written down from all of the places we visited. I’m so glad I took the time to write down my feelings, experiences, and everything I saw and tasted and smelled and touched while out on our excursions. The notebook has been helpful in recalling things for this series.
The last time I wrote about my honeymoon I left you in Istanbul, Turkey and Athens, Greece in part II of the honeymoon series. Today, we are going back for a taste of Sorrento and experiencing Pompeii. I’ve already written about the farm in Sorrento that we visited so I’ll skim over that one again real quick.
In brief, Sorrento was one of my favorite spots in Italy. Since a little girl I’ve always had a fascination with Italy and have always wanted to visit. So when we made plans for our honeymoon and Italy was on the list, I was beside myself. Sorrento was lovely for its coast and the quaint size of the place. It wasn’t too big and it wasn’t too small. Maybe it was because it was the month of November but it didn’t seem touristy either. It was not crowded and I’d love to make this place my future home. Here, I even picked out my home.
I mean really, look at the view. If I can’t live in Rome then I’ll take Sorrento for sure. Taking the tour bus to the farm was a little iffy due to the narrow and winding roads. A bit scary at times but I didn’t care, I was in ITALY! If this was the place I was going to die, then so be it. Ha! No, the drive up to the farm wasn’t that bad although it was a tight squeeze on the quiet little twisty hillside route for a large tour bus.
At the farm we were treated to a demonstration of making mozzarella cheese from scratch. Maria performed the demonstration and didn’t speak a lick of English while Rosa narrated the whole process. Maria did know one word; as we all held up our cameras to snap photos of the finished product, she managed a humorous, “Cheese!!!”
Then we sat down at the farm and broke bread with others. This meal was one of the best meals I’ve had and it was so simple. I wrote in my notebook, “that even the olives were delicious and if I could get olives like these at home, I’d eat them everyday.” I’m not an olive girl, at all. I hate olives.
Again, you can read more about our trip to the farm in Sorrento here.
November 13, 2008
Moving on to Pompeii where the weather was overcast (rain predicted) and the temperature was 65 degrees.
I know this may sound strange but this was one of the most romantic places we visited. To me it was anyway and it could be because it rained a lot while we were there and I had to snuggle in close to The Gent under our small umbrella. We were on our honeymoon after all. On a side note, I guess I am a little strange because I also find cemeteries relaxing and peaceful. Who would think Pompeii was romantic but me?
Pompeii was bigger than I expected. I was impressed with how sophisticated it had once been considering the time frame and time period of Pompeii. The craftsmanship of everything we saw was impressive. The stones for the street and how tightly they had been laid. The wealth of some of the citizens’ homes with tall ceilings, spacious rooms, and the detailed art within their homes painted straight onto the walls was breathtaking.
Notice the infamous Mount Vesuvius in the background?
I’d like to leave you here for now. Next time I’ll take us to Napoli.
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