Anyway, our last day in the south of Italy was dedicated to buses. We took a minibus to the small coast town of Amalfi (we skipped Positano because 847 stairs to the beach was far too much for any of us to handle) and had a few hours to spend there. We wandered around, put our feet in the Mediterranean (though it was not a very sunny day), and saw the Duomo. It was really nice and refreshing to see a more arab inspired Duomo rather than the ones up North in Siena and Florence that start looking the same after a while.
|Literally driving along cliffs|
|beautiful cliffs, but cliffs nonetheless|
|Chillin in Amalfi|
|I adore this picture of my mamma. So|
proud of her for doing this trip and being
a champ about everything we put her through!
|This is about 5 seconds before my sneaker|
almost washed away
|a snack shop that reminded me of my grandma|
(her maiden name was Cataldo)
After a relaxing lunch in town and a little more shopping and exploring (we had to check out the Limoncello shops, because the drink is made in this region) we hopped on the bus back to Sorrento. Cesca and I took a short walk around the Sorrento while we waited for our (late) escort back to Pompeii where we would take the large bus back home. It was a long trip but totally worth it!
The next day, mom and cesca's last in Italy, we explored a few sites in Rome they wanted to see. These included the Colosseum (which is still cool the second time around), the Spanish Steps, John Keats' House (where he died of tuberculosis), the Trevi Fountain (where I ran into a group from Ithaca including one of Casey's friends from Voicestream) and the Pantheon (which I often confuse with the Parthenon. I will therefore be calling both the Panthenon) before we headed back to the hotel and packed up.
|Getting our Gladiator on|
|DiCillo girls at the Colosseo|
|Friends, Romans, Countrymen, lend me|
|being cute at the Colosseum|
|please note the yellow "No climbing on |
|View from above|
|Just a group of gladiators chatting it up outside|
|Ces in front of the house of John Keats|
|Climbing to the top of the Spanish Steps|
|Trevi Fountain in the daytime!|
|Making our wishes/guaranteeing our return|
to Rome someday
|Their last gelato in front of the Pantheon|
They took me to the train station where we put off the goodbye as long as possible. But saying goodbye was inevitable, and we all shed a tear when I had to board my Hogwarts train (seriously, it had compartments like on the Hogwarts Express). Ok, a lot more than a tear was shed. I get used to being around my family and I loved having them here. Paola said being close with the family runs in my Italian blood and that's why I miss them so much. That must be the reason, because goodbyes are always painful.
I'm happy though, since even though the goodbye was hard, I got to show Mom and Cesca my life here and how well I've adjusted to living abroad. My mom could see that I have a great life with Paola and that I can get around on my own. I feel like I've definitely become more independent while becoming much closer to my family at the same time.
Well, that's a recap of Mom and Cesca's (hopefully) amazing week in Italy. I hope you've enjoyed reading about it as much as I've enjoyed recapping it!
My next post will probably not come until at least Sunday after I return from a Phantom-filled trip to London! Ciao tutti!!