It’s time to leave Rome, it’s been wonderful, so much to take in, in so little time …. I hope my coins in the Trevi Fountain work and that one day I will return to visit all the bits we've missed this time round.
I have many happy memories to take with me, including the lovely proper cup of Italian coffee I had in an atmospheric cafe, found for us by our lovely guide, who had "insider knowledge" on hostelries used by the locals. I have to admit I couldn't stop myself stroking the marble table, thinking of all the romantic Italian conversations that had taken place over it ......stimolante!
I have embraced all the smells, sounds, tastes and characters I have encountered with all of me heart (con tutto il mio cuore). You may have noticed that my Italian is improving and added to my wolverhampton accent it has a certain exotic mystery, even to the italians!
But now we need to travel on to Sorrento ….. which sounds very romantic …
We need to travel by coach and stop at Herculaneum on the way …......
Herculaneum took my breath away, I just couldn’t believe that it was was once buried under metres of volcanic ash and I found myself hypnotically drawn to keep looking up at Mount Vesuvius.
And I feel truly blessed in a Hello magazine type way that I have been fortunate enough to visit.