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In Napoli Beside the Sea

This is what it looks like…

Air conditioning and insulation; modernity is heaven.  We took breakfast in the hotel, included in the rate, then set out to explore.  Hazy to begin with it was hot from the get go.  A welcome breeze off the water did nothing to dry the sweat.

We headed towards the harbour to a tonier area than our hotel, past the royal palace and several piazzas and into one of the many, many castles, the Nuovo.

After that we went down to the water proper and over to the Castel Dell’Ovo, which was nothing especial except for the spectacular vantage points on the roof.

Around the Royal Palace and, lower left, the entrance
Basilica on the Piazza del Plebiscito
Castel Nuovo facade
Castel Nuovo frescoe and carvings
Castel Nuovo reliefs
View from the roof of the Castel dell’Ovo

Then back through the narrow streets which abut the Spanish Quarter and into the centre and past and in a number of significant churches.

Santa Chiara which had it’s roof bombed during (as Philomena Cunk puts it) war two.

The most sensational stop of the day was the 14th century Duomo, or the cathedral di Santa Maria Assunta or, alternatively, San Gennaro, the city’s patron saint (it houses a vial of his blood) or, as the locals call it, just il duomo.

The altar.
Collage above and two below: Inside the Baptistry.
The crypt.
Front (and back of front).
The organ.

From there we took a decent lunch of antipasti, salad, pasta and local wine at a restaurant inches away from the tourist hordes, then hit the somewhat oxymoronic titled Naples National Archaeological Museum, which houses (mainly) relics and remnants excavated from Pompeii and Herculaneum.

Artemis of Ephesus
Originally a woman. Then (in the 1700s) “transitioned” to Apollo with a lyre.
The monuments were monumental…
…and very realistic.
One wing was dedicated to the mummies and mummified remains collected by Cardinal Stefano Borgia. Huh.
The “secret room” had an emphasis on, er, fertility.
Some exhibits lost a little in translation.,
There were heaps of magnificent frescoes. Two of my favourites.
To say nothing of the mosaics. Wow.

By the time we’d done that we’d hit 16000 on the Fitbit and it was late afternoon so we walked back to the hotel for a siesta.  Early evening we took dinner on a side street in the historical area.  The dome of a decrepit church caught the evening sun and you can see, in the window, a reflection of the interior.

On a stroll back home we passed a “lute-eria” which was, yes, a shop that sold nothing but lutes and lute paraphernalia.

Poorly captured, but the reflection of the interior dome in the window was spectacular.

The author of Here Hare has traveled to over 45 countries on six continents, and has lived in Canada, the UK and Australia.

This Post Has 3 Comments

  1. I agree w Nina, totally!

    You have a talent for descriptive writing that really captures the moment. BTW, you were 6,000 steps late for your afternoon snack, never mind your siesta.

    1. When you comment on your phone you can’t load me up with emojis? Jeesh. I’ll have to look into that. We had to skip lunch yesterday; it’s already getting a bit over the top, steps or not.

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