We woke up yesterday in Italy.
Today it is Alabama.
The past two years in Italy have truly been an adventure.
Thanks to the chaos of city life, we have learned to better appreciate simplicity, and tranquility.
Which is good, since our next destination will be very quiet, or so we have heard…
The Major has learned how to negotiate dozens of nations, their political policies, their road rules, and a couple of their languages.
Smalls has careened through fourteen countries, four micro-nations, and has developed the strangest pallet an American toddler could manage. Black truffle risotto, and asparagus soup are on the top of the list, however, she has yet to encounter a happy meal from you-know-where…. In fact, we tricked her into eating French fries recently by offering her "dips". She was ambivious about the catsup, instead opting for my favorite - the European chip dip of choice - mayonnaise.
Our last weekend in Italy we decided to spend downtown in Naples.
To be honest, we haven't really spent much time there. Something about always looking somewhere else for entertainment... we start to realize just how much we have not yet seen in our own backyard...
Of course Naples IS messy, and dirty, and there is crime...
And our apartment just north of the city in Pozzuoli, kept us out of the fray...
But the history and beauty...
And of course the food...
Perhaps the Neapolitans enjoy some mystery and elusiveness to their city.
For there is real magic to its existence...
That might be spoiled by too much popularity.
Or perhaps we were just won over.
One pizza at a time.
