While we could have easily spent another week exploring, today Manja had to fly home. We had another standard but nice breakfast before we dropped off the car. Freaking out a little internally about the possible dent in the door, I drove there and was about to hand over the keys when I realised we hadn’t refuelled. Luckily we got there early, so we had a quick round trip to a petrol station. The attendant walked around the car once, signed off that there wasn’t any real damage and we were off, and off-the-hook. (Yes, they could have sent us a charge later, but they didn’t! Yay! Don’t show them my blog 😉 )
We were going to spend a few more hours in the ruins of Pompeii but it rained cats and dogs, so it really wouldn’t have been much fun, especially given that everything there would be super muddy. So we hid in the Airbnb for the worst of it before exploring the town a little. Most amusingly (to me anyway) Manja found Nikos family church, which had a great statue of suicidal Jesus. I’m sorry if I’m offending anyone religious, but it REALLY did look like he was about to jump!!
As it was getting toward the afternoon it was once more time to jump on the bike and brave the Italian and specifically Napoli traffic. I dropped Manja off to the airport and made it back to the hotel before she took off – which was a 30-ish minute trip. Turns out she was stuck on the tarmac for about an hour before they finally go to take off.
For my part I went back to the restaurant we visited the first night, and settled in to spend the night writing some notes for all these blogs and posted some previous ones. I also booked the tours for Rome – which would be the next 2 days of this trip.
Back to dinner for one
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