We arrived in Italy yesterday after almost 12 hours of travel (2 planes, a train, and then some intense hiking). It turns out our hostel is actually in the quaint outskirt of Napoli, called Portici. It's one of those towns where old men hang around in the street playing cards. Everyone is really nice here even though we don't speak any Italian and no one speaks French or English (very very little). Our hostel is amazingly nice/clean which I'm happy about.
Today we discovered the Pompeii ruins and then climbed Mt. Vesuvius. I don't really have many words to say about either, other than that they were amazing and I can't even believe it. I'm exhausted though and can't wait to chomp into some pizza. Oh, and there aren't restaurants in Portici, only pizzerias, although we found a place last night where we got a 300 pound man to make us pasta (it wasn't even on the menu, he and the food was amazing).
That's all for now, I don't have much time on the computers at the hostel.
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