Stop in Naples on the Way to the Farm
§no picture... would have been clubbed immediately after taking camera out and robbed blind§
So, at least near the train station, the water supply is laced with a nice amount of crack cocaine. Amy and I took a stroll in the neighborhood between trains and Naples makes the Loin look like Pac Heights.
§no picture... would have been clubbed immediately after taking camera out and robbed blind§
So, at least near the train station, the water supply is laced with a nice amount of crack cocaine. Amy and I took a stroll in the neighborhood between trains and Naples makes the Loin look like Pac Heights.
The Farm
We should have heeded the sign at the "convenience" motel/bed and breakfast at the Contursi train station: once we reached the 4 out of 4 mark for baby shit and piss hitting the floor during a meal, the fact had sunk in that our hosts only used cold water and glycerine soap to clean their dishes (and hands after baby cleanup), and the realization that everything we were eating with or from (and the walls) had a good amount of black mold, we came to a quick decision to end our stint helping this struggling family on their "farm." Day 1 we helped with the grape harvest and crush (which lasted about 2 hours), and Day 2, after we had given notice, we picked the trash up around the house (just the inanimate trash), made some hasty plans for travel and lodging in Amalfi, and found ourselves elated on a bus to Salerno at 6:30PM.
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