For those following along, the woman on the train did not throw her son out the window (and he knew it).
Let's call this next post a study of humanity.
Siena treated us well, and next up was the Amalfi Coast town of Sorrento. The train ride into Florence, then Napoli was good (and 300kph) so we arrived in Napoli and of course thought we should venture to the land where pizza was invented. Turns out this was a horrible idea. We later learned that this city had an east side and a west side. West side has lots of money, history, tourists. The east side is comparable to East Hastings...guess where we toured around? After refusing our first tries at heroin (I know, live a little, right?) we 180'd back to the statione and waited for our train to Sorrento.
Here things went from bad to a whole lot worse. We had to go to the basement of the train station to catch a regional train to Sorrento. But of course, first it had to stop in every gyspy camp along the way. We had a 6 year old kid with a mystery limp... Only when he passed tourists. We had a 10 year old "mother" with a 1 year old baby... Begging while on a cell phone. Then the train broke down. Sweating more than Graham on a good day, Jess was about to murder the next accordion player that came through the packed railsauna. And then I saw them coming.
Held jess back as the duo of accordianists played great oompa loompa music in her right ear... and then they made the mistake of asking for money.
Fast forward a couple of court dates, bail money and an hour and a half of standing holding on to our packs for dear life and we made it to Sorrento! We found the first place that sold cold beer and threw our bags on the ground. Sweet relief! Then wandered the resort town in search of Sorrento Inn Guesthouse. The street it claimed to be on does not exist, but with intuition and walking every street in town, we made it. Biggest room of the trip to date and was in a bustling area of town, right near the Napoli Bay. Hosts Maria and Luigi (not even a joke) were perfect.
Lost approx. 6 pounds of sweat that day but chins are still intact. Went to the beach and water was divine. Made friends with owner of Peronius Pub in town proceeded to start our evenings each day with pints of cold Peroni. Delicioso!
Then came a dose of Italian reality for dinner, a funny dosage at that. Got lured into a lovely, family run garden ristorante by a gracious host and then we met his Nonna. For lack of a harsh enough Italian name we called her Helga. After ordering from a nice young, maybe a little slow, man Helga approached us and spoke to us in Italian. After trying so hard to understand her, she got fed up, muttered something and then threw her hands in the air.
About 5mintues later Helga was back and she brought a basket of bread. She again tried to talk to us in Italian and we understand pasta and pizza. So we said yes pasta, thinking she was asking what we ordered but nope we angered her again. She took the basket of bread, shoved it into the side of Graham's arm and yelled, what we only assume was, TAKE IT!
So we took it and enjoyed.
Turns out even Italians in the place thought she was cuckoo, but I guess everyone needs to put up with a few crazies in their family and even keep some on payroll....
The rest of our time in Sorrento was quite relaxing. No gypsies trying to sell us umbrellas, no more Helgas, just pleasant laid back people. Have enjoyed many Peronis on the beach, some GF pasta, and octopus from a fisherman. Saw a 6 year old boy whip it out on the beach a pee in between people's beach towels. Was all fun and games til his urine made it's way onto another woman's leg. No apologies from the mamma (of course).
Opted to take a van shuttle back to Napoli and learned lots from the driver Roberto. As in, driving in Italy is like Super Mario - hit an old person and get 20 points. Hit a police and get 100. More if it's a female police. But if you hit a mother and baby, its game over (all his words).
Found 1euro Peroni in the Napoli train station and enjoyed very much. Now on the train to Rome and it seems uneventful - will update you if that changes. Wish us luck finding the next hostel via a 3" iphone map!
Ciao ciao!
Jessapedo + Grespa
PS. Graham has "accidentally" walked into 2 women's bathrooms in the last 2 days. 3 times and it's no longer accidental.