I need a McDonalds...fast.

Sorry about the delay in the eurotrip update, but as there was a holiday this weekend, my access to wonderful american technologies was minimal at best. On saturday morning we took the metro the farthest we have yet. We took a train from the termini to the city of Naples. It took about 2 hours and I slept most of the way. We past by small farms, but nothing that could really be considered picturesque scenery. Once in the Station in Naples, or Napoli, we met up with the rest of our class and then took a 45 minute smaller train to Pompeii. All images and descriptions of the ruins did not prepare me for the sheer size and advancement of this 20,000 in population city. Because the city was covered with ash only and not winds or destructive forces, very much of it is still intact. The mosaics and paintings on many of the walls are stiil in order and on the edge on some buildings the signs, for the surgeon and smith are still readable. the ampllitheatre of the city sat 20, 000 and apparently like rome, had issues with hooligans and fights after the games that were held there. the part of pompeii that i didnt like, that is fascinating, yet morbid, is the castings of the victims of the city. The ashes covered many citizens who couldnt get out, and it wasnt till after almost 200 years of excavation that a man in the 1920's discovered what the cavities in the stone truly were. I did not enjoy, but had to look at the plaster of the suffering man. The screaming child shocked me, and took away all previous thought of lunch. After we left the ruins, there were fruit stand of juices. As any geologist would know, vocanic soil is one of the best to farm on. I bought a glass of blood orange juice and mary had a lemonade. They were both delicious, one sweet, one perfectly, pointedly tart.