With a ticket booked for my 3 hour train ride to Naples, it was finally time to leave Florence after a fun filled few days. I had booked myself onto the afternoon train so I could stop by Annie’s place to say goodbye and head to see Suzy so she could take part in my Vegemite Challenge blog series before I left.
If you haven’t watched the video of Suzy trying vegemite you have to go and check it out. I’ve heard a few choice words used to describe vegemite but never the word insects.
Leaving Suzy to wash the taste of vegemite from her mouth I headed for the train station and onwards to Naples. As the train pulled away from the station I settled into my routine of writing, reading and researching my next destination. Having found myself going in a new direction to what I had initially intended I found myself now able to visit sites such as Pompei and the Amalfi Coast which I first heard of from some backpackers in Prague.
Arriving in Naples as the sun slowly crawled its way closer to the horizon I prepared myself for a challenge. I’d read reviews about Naples being dirty and statues left covered in graffiti as if nobody cared about their relevance anymore. Further more I expected finding my hostel was going to be even harder than when I had arrived in Florence.
This all became very true to me as I struggled to find a sign indicating what train I needed to catch let alone a working ticket machine. With all of the computer screens for the trains seemingly out of order I chanced it and jumped the first train that looked good and headed off into the dark abyss that is the underground train network of Naples.
As luck would have it a short time later I was walking up a local street in the right direction for my hostel. Finally after some 12 countries and almost two months on the road I was finding my inner compass, it’s just a shame it had to happen on the tail end of my journey.
Checking into the hostel I was greeted by what would best be described as a character of a man. I could see the time I was to spend here would be interesting to say the least. With my gear tucked away and directions to a local pizza restaurant I was off to sink my teeth into pizza direct from the streets of its birth and hopefully a couple of beers before calling it a night.