In a totally awestruck, squealing with delight kind of way.
The place is incredible. To be able to wander the streets and see and touch the history, is the coolest thing.
Not quite so much for the kids, but I know it will be an appreciate it with the value of hindsight thing for them.
We got a parking spot really close by with a if-we-park-here-we-must-eat-at-the-restaurant deal. This usually involves hugely inflated tourist prices on the menu and very average food – we figured we could just have a little pizza and secure our parking spot and it wouldn’t matter.
But we checked out the menu at Bar Ristorante Corallo and it was well priced, so we ordered a proper lunch, which was yummy. Yummy enough, in fact, that we went back for dinner when we had finished pottering in the ruins. The food in Italy is really, really good!
Oh the frescoes!
To see these little hints of what living here would have been like just blew me away. For me, they were the fragments that built the chapters that formed the biographies. Walking the streets my head was swimming with the stories as I imagined their lives, what they did, what their houses were like…
I just totally loved it!
In many gardens, olive trees and grape vines have been replanted just as they would have been when the city was alive.
It’s a big call to visit Pompeii and/or Herculaneum. It’s no small town, and we walked so far and still only saw such a small part. Summertime is pretty hot too. But, like the rest of Italy, water fountains are dotted everywhere, and the water is cool and fresh.
and, incredibly, there is also an Autogrill tucked in among the ruins!
Completely lost in the city that was!
A refreshing homemade Limoncello from an entusiastic street vendor outside of the city walls was a perfect finish.
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