Mi innamoravo di tutti

Venedi e Napoli involves touring hysterical sites.

Prima we go back the spaccanapoli just because I like saying spaccanapoli.

Then the duomo for looking the vial of sometimes boiling bloods.

 




Is supposed to be here but nothing boiling.

Outside is some mura greche, pretty old. Apparently Napoli was a little fishing village of 17 families.

 

This the son of one of them.

 

They could make clothes then too. This an early neoplolitano seamstress.

Her descendititis now work in the tourism business as tour guides.

 

It was then overrun by Greeks looking for octopuses. Tthey used these stone bins to store the octo's in alive before they pickled them in oil and red peppers and sent them back to Athens. They archaeologists is digging in the ash of the big eruptions found some terra cotta pots with that stuffs inside from 200 ad ago.

these place still called the "di sepio de la mare e tarantulae' terra cotta potta olio e perperoni e rock pools"

Before then wego a place though big wooden doors that were madein ages ago and into a very special place no the touristico go. Is a courtyardio with a fiat 500 and a horse in there.



This horse a gift to Neapolitans from Nero. Nothing on google about it so I think the neoplolitano that told that to Siena was fibbio.

 

 

This thing real tho. Is bones of boat. From the someplace the octopuses jars found.

Very old.

 

was dark in here.

Reminded me of a song.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hEK2YCz9-IQ&sns=em


It nothing to do about the Napoli but it is about something I like.

Like this angel.

and this cartoon

Is called "and that dear friends is how the miniature statue of the pontif got stuck in my arse"

Which reminds me of another story about two men in a hotel room in cooma....

 

Salve

M