The other American couple are middle-aged Virginians who live in a middle class area at an equal distance of 100 miles respectively from the sea, the mountains and Washington DC. He is wearing a Hawaiian shirt and cream shorts which I assume to be the opposite of his usual apparel as a lawyer for an international security company. His wife has problems with her back and feet which inhibits her getting around easily - but she is determined to enjoy herself.
Max breaks speed records as we hurtle along the three lane highway in our minibus. We are soon flying along the Campanian Plain until we strike the magnificent sight of the Amalfi Coast far below our first lookout point.
The roads are narrow and windy but we eventually arrive in the town of Amalfi - Lee falls in love with the place especially the shop where she buys a 750ml bottle of Lemoncello.
At Positano we have a fine lunch at a restaurant adjacent to our first swimming beach since Santorini. Onwards we go until we drive into the Pompeii site about 4 pm and meet 'Tano', a local tour guide, whose powers of lively presentation are so impressive that he has appeared on BBC television and other networks. And yes, Tano delivers the most entertaining and instructive two hour tour that we have ever been privileged to experience. Thanks to Tano, Lee now feels that she has some grasp not only of Pompeii but also of the essence of Roman civilisation itself.
About 8.30 pm we are back in Rome – a happy but weary bunch of travellers.
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| A sign on a cobbled street in Pompeii indicating a brothel |
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| The typical tourist shot at Pompeii with Mt Vesuvius in the background |
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