the canaiders on tour: The Circumvesuviana e dolce vita

I love napoli

It is just 35 minutes from 24 augusto 79 AD by Circumvesuviana linea Sorento and just only the $4.50 euro riturnirino eachio persona.

Napoli is loud. It is louder than the Melbourne Moombas or the sidenee mardi gay.

It is a magnificent chaotic orchestratio of sounds, smells, senses and stuff about things.

Every one is giving every one the eye. Every one is just in or or just out of love, or just looking....

No one is perfect, everyone is.

No one has the best hairdo, everyone does.

Everyone airs everyone's washing and

you can punto panicorama the sea from nearly everywhere, and if you can't you can smell something like it.

And the Treno

I love the Napoli Treno, they are the carriers of life.

The Metro ( all tre different ones ), The Cumana, The Circumvesuviana, (it goes around Vesuvius in a circle, I think it is an allegory of neoplolitano ) The circumflegrei ( it goes I dunno where) and the funicolari ( it goes straight the hill not even a bicycle could go up) ....

A trip in any one of them is like going to the movies.

You go in and watch life cavort before your eyes and ears. You come out and you are the same but you are in different place and changed for ever better.

This is a set of stills from the short film I am making of la adventurino. The working title is yet to be resolved but this vignette is called " nodding nippons- the 18.14 Circumvesuvia from Ercolana to Garibaldi".

scene uno.

The happy couple nod off.

scene duo

The Deep nodding

scenario tre

The REM nodding.

scenario quatt

The very Asleep nodding.

It is a silent movie. Well no talkies anyway jusy a lot of traino noisio crescedios and still they sleeping. I wake them up at garibaldi.

anyway more about the fillum later, back to the diggings.

The Pompeii scavi is immensio. Is nearly as big the hole they dug for the woolworths car park in Bega a few years ago but a bit more old.

When the ash comes down everything get covered and Some of the people got plastered

The heads are in the museo back in Napoli, I hope.

At the pompeii We went places the scavi no persons go before.

They dug ups some old roots

which they used to make exacto replicato of the olden daze viniagro wine grape trees. Is called villa di misteri.

The vino a bit like paint stripper but very spencio.

This the drawing of The sales senorita i meet there. Bit of masculine face but, hey, that can happen to anyone these days...

She/he say essascooze mi a lot. I thought she said squeeze me is what I said the guardia. He say, that's ok it can happen to anybody these days. He had excellentio eenglayse. I hardly understandio him.

I then go get the map.

It look like this;

Then I go up the walls.

All you gotta do is keep the sun over the right shoulder and an eye on the terra cotta bricks between the cobbles.

I find some lovely fresh paintings covered with wax and made colors of flowers seeds all Grinding upio.

Is a beautiful.

Then I do a building inspectio. I a google this one. I think it a kitchen bench. Just the right height to chop and slice a things on.

I wonder what they put in them pots?

Stuff lying around everywhere....

Btw, Ercolano kills Pompeii. Better stuff, less big crowds, nicer granitios at the top of the hill and a sea breeze.

this thr remains of neptunes house.