Take 2

We took the train from Florence to Naples. Not bad, had a 25 min delay because of technical probs? Next, the ticket girl on the train said our pass wasn’t validated so we could be fined 50 Euros each. But, she said to get it done as soon as we got to Naples and she wouldn’t fine us. Whew! Took a while to figure out how to get the stupid thing validated, but we did. Then, off to get our rent car from hertz. Where is hertz, you ask? That’s a damn good question! We finally found the sign, but, they moved. Found where they moved to, only one guy in there trying to take care of 5 people. Smoke is now coming off of Paul’s head. But, he keeps it together. Took 30 min to get car, then another 30 to find the car lot it’s in, get it checked out, get the GPS, figure out where we are going, plug it in and…….go. Ok, we can do this. Now, we were going to go to Pompeii because its on the way to positano. Guess what? The rest of the European continent decided to go to Pompeii on the 4 of July! Get me the hell out of here. We wind around back streets trying to find a way out. By this time, we’re starving, and Paul doesn’t do we’ll with starving. So, we try to find a place to eat. Not easy. We finally pull into a 24 hr pizzeria (in retrospect, that should’ve been a clue) no pizza today. You want pizza? Come back TONIGHT. There’s little flames coming out of his ears now, but, he keeps it together. We get back on the Autostrad tollway and head toward positano. Surely, we can find a place along the way to get something to eat. Nope. The drive to positano took an hour. And to be honest it was beautiful. Found our hotel, the promised land! Guess what? Our reservation had been cancelled a week ago! Why, you ask. That a great question! The answer apparently doesn’t translate. Paul tells the guy “I’m done talking to you!”, at this point it looks like they guys 90 yr old mother is about to vault over the desk and attack Paul. So, we leave. Exhausted, starving, we search for food. First place, closed. Second place only salads! Must have meat! Third place, eureka! They have pizza! And a bar! There is a god! Get drinks, getting better. Get pizza, not so good. A mini frozen pizza, still frozen would’ve been better. But, we have sustenance. We can make it. We wind our way around the cliffs on search of someplace to stay. Guess what? Everyone on the planet wanted to go to positano on the 4 of July. Can’t take it anymore! We go 3 hours to Rome! There, an angel named Andre, took us in, gave us a bed at a discount (he felt sorry for us because after all, we looked like crap) sent us to a wonderful restaraunt with liquor! So, now we are in Rome for 6 days instead of 3. Who needs positano anyway? It was too crowded anyway.
Fade to black………..
Tomorrow? Who the hell knows.