Wednesday, August 26th. Bo had been in Europe for three weeks before we arrived and he was very eager to show me Pompeii. We took the excursion bus with our tour guide Bruno (he looks different in the movie) through Naples, Sorrento and into Pompeii.
In Sorrento we stopped at a store where they made exquisite wood-inlay furniture then shopped the local stores for a while. Lunch was at a farm where we met with live cows and pigs, picked huge lemons off of trees, saw how they made olive oil and watched a woman make cheese.
Pompeii is remarkable. The erruption of Vesuvius stopped life in process. We saw the roads and shops, markets and homes, skeletons (canine and human), urns and cookware, temples and offices. We toured the brothel with instructional illustrations on the walls. As we browsed the souvenir kiosk near the exit, the cute Italian girl came over to us and said to Bo, “I remember you. You were here about two weeks ago with two girls. You’re Jewish and from the States.” Bo was highly embarrassed, although I don’t know why. He thinks it's because he was wearing exactly the same clothes as when he had previously visited Pompeii, although the girl didn’t mention that she remembered his outfit.
On the way back to port we stopped at a shop where we saw a young woman making cameos.
And yes, I did wear that skort every day of my vacation. It was comfortable and it has six pockets.
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