After an extremely long day, it was great to finally dump off all our stuff in our very own hotel room. But we were starving to death, which meant we weren’t quite off the Napoli streets just yet. The hilarious front desk guys loved engaging Sam in Italian–we might be the first American tourists they’d ever seen who even attempted to speak Italian, and they got a huge kick out of it. So after a lot of verbal to and fro, all in Italian, they sent us off to find the (far away) restaurant they heartily recommended for dinner.
The first day of a trip like this always amazes me: the startling transition from our dull suburban lives to literally jumping off the deep end into prime Europe!! To have had a normal Cincinnati day yesterday, to finding ourselves wandering around two-thousand-year-old Napoli in the mysterious dark nighttime, all full of amazing pizzas…
Our hotel room is boiling…. fiddled with the thermostat a bit, finally realized someone had twisted the control dial around more than 360 degrees (maybe Jason Kidd stayed here!!) and I finally got the AC working…..
But even after all these experiences tonight, we’re not really on vaca until we meet up the the boys in Catania tomorrow 🤞
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