Slept very late -- NOTHING to do today, absolutely nothing. Can I handle a day like this? If I was near a sandy Gulf beach with a soft beach chair.... no beach, but there were beach chairs and a huge pool.
Today was Savage’s day -- whatever he wants to do..... as he is a sun bunny he relaxed in the beach chair in the sun, with tanning lotion on. On the other hand, I am Snow White (another one of our many differences) and sat under the umbrella in the beach chair avoiding the sun but enjoying the silence and my book. (Maybe I made a wrong choice in the book though -- it was a little negative, which I think influenced my mood too.) I don’t think I have had a day in my life in a long time where I have done nothing. I was kind of liking this -- good choice Savage, I think my blood pressure is extremely low. Do I have to go back to work?
This is the second time I got to swim on this trip. The pool was massive. Very few people were out by the pool and thankfully no little kids (they were in the pool under our room).
the view from our room -- how picturesque.... not
There was a man out fishing our room
we were in a definitely local area
This felt very “Stepford Wife”ish, it’s a resort with nothing really to do. The spa wasn’t open yet (my luck), the fitness center was practically nothing, but the mini office/internet room was ok -- one computer. We had to negotiate for it - Savage to chat with his girlfriend and me to upload photos to snapfish and to search for a hotel on the Amalfi Coast. We needed to find a cheap one because Savage was jobless and had been traveling for quite awhile -- and he was traveling for quite a while after I left -- those Kiwis vagabond more than we do (my dream though, how do I become a Kiwi). I keep telling him when he wins the lottery or becomes rich, he gets to fund a 5 star hotel trip.... next time.
I went up to the room and I got ready to try and find us a restaurant. This “resort” didn’t even have a lunch place. I would kill for a hamburger. There was nothing in the area -- no restaurants that looked safe. So off we went to Pouzzoli. This was a port city. We parked by the port and walked into town. It was a very local place -- no tourists here.
sweet roads here in Southern Italy
no brother, this is not a hot blonde it's a baby :)
what is he doing? or is that a she?
Found a few tattoo places and a sandwich shop -- 4 euros and it wasn’t bad. Kind of like a calzone without the sauce-- ham and cheese. Then across the street there was a crepe shop -- nutella crepe for us to share in the square. The sweet girl in the shop tried so hard to speak English to me. And I tried to speak Italian -- interesting yet short conversation.
In the square there were some stalkers staring at us. I guess they have never seen a Southern Belle in a yellow floppy hat and a Kiwi in board shorts and trucker's cap. Very sunny and warm and creepy.
Got out of there and back to the Twilight Zone resort again. (Little did we know that there was the Caserta Palace down the road -- an Italian palace.) We decided we weren’t “digging” Southern Italy.
this is a ruins behind all this trash, ugh conservationist they are not.
While Savage was chatting up his girlfriend online, I was on the lanai enjoying my book and the view. Two good looking Carabinieri were sitting right across from me. (And they wouldn’t shut up, I understood some of what they were saying. Then they started talking to me, funny trying to chat with them.)
A young mother came out with her 2 small children, she kept saying “Basta Basta Basta” -- Enough Enough Enough. Because the little boy wouldn’t stop. She had enough and so did I, so up to the room I went.
Got dressed for dinner and decided I was ready to escape this hole. We found a guesthouse -- Villa Adriana in Sorrento that looked good. (And they have a pool.)
We went back down to the buffet aka the only game in town. Sat outside again --- the weather was good and cool by then. Savage was loving this "all you could eat action" -- for a skinny guy he could eat a lot. He would dive it at Ryan’s or at a Vegas buffet. FYI -- The only US area he has been to is Denver and the Rocky Mountains. How sad, the US has so many fun places to go. He would fit in perfectly in San Francisco, Venice Beach, Malibu, Paia, or even New Orleans. Those are places he swore he would never visit. I wonder why he doesn't want to visit the US -- he has been to Africa, Europe, Asia and the Middle East but he says he has no desire to visit my home country. I don't think he likes Americans, I wonder why he's my friend? Strange, because I am about as American as you can get -- even a Daughter of the American Revolution and I have some Cherokee blood too. I think he finds me entertaining with my weird American naive ways. And I find his laid back Kiwi ways refreshing... More interesting people to meet at dinner------
On the lanai dining area, I met a Dutch man who worked for NATO. There is an Italian Airforce base nearby and he works there and stays at this lovely (joking) resort while in town.
Also found out this is the Carabinieri’s base -- yes, we were staying in a police station. The irony of that for me is unbelievable -- I work in law enforcement -- somewhat.
I was adventurous tonight - I tried octopus, ugh, the texture almost did me in. I just shut out of my mind what it actually was. It wasn’t really that bad, but I don’t think I could eat a lot of it. I had watermelon (didn’t know they had that out of the south) and that was great but didn’t taste like our watermelon. Anyone who knows me knows this is not what I normally eat:
Back up to the room and had a great bubble bath in that wonderful tub -- a treat for sure. I wasn’t going to have any trouble sleeping tonight. Anxious about escaping, I mean leaving tomorrow.
I haven’t ever been stuck with anyone this long for 24/7 and I think we are seriously getting on each others nerves. Will definitely be getting some alone time when we get to Sorrento. I don’t know how people do this. He is getting on my last nerve and I know I am getting on his. But we started communicating and that is a help. I am extremely honest but just keep most things inside, unless it’s family. I decided just to tell it like it is and he did too, so it put us on equal footing. Much better, we had a common goal - get out of the twilight zone and have a great last 2 weeks in Southern Italy ---- Adventures await...... Amalfi Coast here we come.
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