Want Italy? The one with pizza that stretches strings of cheese from your mouth when you bite? The one that leaves you squeezed up against the wall of an alley-way street, Vespas and noisy engines zipping by in zig-zags, just brushing your clothes as they fly by? And the one with bickering old women hollering from balcony to balcony in rapid dialect? You’ve got it. Napoli, home to history, a bustling book-collector’s quarter and the realization of Italy’s greatest stereotypes, gorges the western coast with truly all the Italian you could ask for. Via Roma lays live with crowds and people-busy shops from head to toe. The Napolian hand for art is undeniable as storefront windows exhibit displays not even Rodeo can toot a horn to.
Unforgettableness – That slice of pizza, beautifully crafted storefront window displays, coastal sunsets
Outfits often sported – Knee-high Riding Boots in Black, Rhinestone Hogan Kicks Shop!
On to the next!
Natalie



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Beautiful sunset, wish I could be there right now!