Day Four: A lonnggggggggg walk
Ciao i miei amici e famiglia! I am so glad that Greg and I are able to share our travels with you. Our fourth day in Naples was yet another splendid adventure. We started our day at the Naples aquarium, which was one big room filled with fishies in formaldehyde and tanks filled with creatures I hope not to run into in the water (except for the maybe starfish ;) Honestly, I found it to be pretty sad, the tanks were so small, dirty, and over capacitated. In one case there was a giant sea turtle whose tank was placed directly across the room from a dead, stuffed giant turtle just like him (probably his brother), aw poor turty.
After our short visit at the aquarium we took a taxi to the Santa Chiara Church and Cloisters to seek out some serenity in this bustling city. The cloisters were beautiful and calming, with its series of white tiled columns, and the lemon trees and tomatoe plants that filled the garden, bellisimo.
I thought Michy and Chiara (the two Italian girls staying at my house) would find it hard to sleep on my loud Manhattan block; but to my surprise it is just as noisy, if not louder here in Naples than it is in the heart of the East Village. We walked back to the apartment down a long street called Spaccanapoli which divides Naples down the center. It is filled stores, cheap and expensive, and is comparable to NYC's dowtown Broadway. The traffic here, both pedestrian and motor vehicle, is madness and I am glad we have our NYC "street cred" to help us along the way.
On a final note for today, one of my favorite aspects of Naples so far is how un-American it is, NOT anti-American, just un-American. Other than Nike's (they are mad for AirMax) and Winnie the Pooh, there are few signs of American culture in this city; and why should there be? Hardly anyone speaks English, and Mcdonald's are few and far between. Still, when we hung out with some people our age the other night, they told us their dream is to go to America and they think Victoria's Secret is "fantistico!" But who can blame them, these days it seems like the U.S. is a giant Wholesale Liquidator's, to these Euro's and their Euros...
Anyways, fino a domani! (til tomorrow!) Enjoy the pics!
Octopus's.
There was a sign that said I was allowed to touch the starfish.
Eel!!!!
Lobsters.
After the aquarium we decided to checkout Santa Chiara. It's set in the historical centre of Naples, in the area of Piazza del Gesu’ and close to San Domenico Maggiore, the Complex is inside the Franciscan citadel and includes the Museum, the Archaelogical Area, the Majolica-tiled Cloister, and the collection of Nativity Scenes (also known as Christmas Cribs) from the 1700s.
We hopped in a cab and were on our way.
The exterior of Santa Chiara
A wall inside the church was filled with framed memorials. The person's name, age, etc., is written and placed next to a silver piece symbolizing their sick or failing body part. I had to sneek this picture, so I wasn't able to capture all of the memorials in the room, there must have been atleast 500+.
President Bush loves the Pope.
Inside a giant courtyard was an obstical course. This poor girl barely made it, knocking down pretty much everything.
Haley had something in her shoe.
Yum.
In Italy they have cellphones that let you watch TV on them.
Football anyone?
Doesn't it look like gelato?
After our short visit at the aquarium we took a taxi to the Santa Chiara Church and Cloisters to seek out some serenity in this bustling city. The cloisters were beautiful and calming, with its series of white tiled columns, and the lemon trees and tomatoe plants that filled the garden, bellisimo.
I thought Michy and Chiara (the two Italian girls staying at my house) would find it hard to sleep on my loud Manhattan block; but to my surprise it is just as noisy, if not louder here in Naples than it is in the heart of the East Village. We walked back to the apartment down a long street called Spaccanapoli which divides Naples down the center. It is filled stores, cheap and expensive, and is comparable to NYC's dowtown Broadway. The traffic here, both pedestrian and motor vehicle, is madness and I am glad we have our NYC "street cred" to help us along the way.
On a final note for today, one of my favorite aspects of Naples so far is how un-American it is, NOT anti-American, just un-American. Other than Nike's (they are mad for AirMax) and Winnie the Pooh, there are few signs of American culture in this city; and why should there be? Hardly anyone speaks English, and Mcdonald's are few and far between. Still, when we hung out with some people our age the other night, they told us their dream is to go to America and they think Victoria's Secret is "fantistico!" But who can blame them, these days it seems like the U.S. is a giant Wholesale Liquidator's, to these Euro's and their Euros...
Anyways, fino a domani! (til tomorrow!) Enjoy the pics!
Octopus's.
There was a sign that said I was allowed to touch the starfish.
Eel!!!!
Lobsters.
After the aquarium we decided to checkout Santa Chiara. It's set in the historical centre of Naples, in the area of Piazza del Gesu’ and close to San Domenico Maggiore, the Complex is inside the Franciscan citadel and includes the Museum, the Archaelogical Area, the Majolica-tiled Cloister, and the collection of Nativity Scenes (also known as Christmas Cribs) from the 1700s.
We hopped in a cab and were on our way.
The exterior of Santa Chiara
A wall inside the church was filled with framed memorials. The person's name, age, etc., is written and placed next to a silver piece symbolizing their sick or failing body part. I had to sneek this picture, so I wasn't able to capture all of the memorials in the room, there must have been atleast 500+.
President Bush loves the Pope.
Inside a giant courtyard was an obstical course. This poor girl barely made it, knocking down pretty much everything.
Haley had something in her shoe.
Yum.
In Italy they have cellphones that let you watch TV on them.
Football anyone?
Doesn't it look like gelato?
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