Sorry for the delay on these posts, but sometimes you just get caught up in the whirlwind of travel and can't seem to find a few minutes to jot down some thoughts. Alright, fine, I have just been lazy and criminally negligent since Naples. I am attempting to atone to some small measure now by the rapid fire publishing of three, count em, THREE ENTRIES.
Having left you in Naples (the publishing of Rome and Naples became somehow reversed... oh well) we travelled on accross the country to Pescara. Pescara is famous for... nothing really, and thats what made it so great. Pescara is situated on the central eastern coast of the Italian peninsula, and is basically one great, long, sandy, practically endless stretch of fine golden sand. Being famous for nothing in the wider context of the world meant that we had finally, FINALLY, managed to elude the gigantic crowds of lumbering tourists that we had encountered in many of the places we had been to date. What a refreshing experience to enter a restaurant that did not a) have english on the menu, and b) did not have anyone who spoke english to help us out. For the first time in the trip we had to roll the dice with what we were going to eat. This isn't a bad thing, it's Italy after all, what could go wrong?
Pescara consisted of lounging on the beach, and eating, which really is what a vacation is all about. We did take some time out from our busy schedule of lounging and eating to make a day trip to Ortona, where we hiked around and ate.
From Pescara we took a train to Venice, which is the polar opposite from pescara in the sense of tourism and notariety. Venice is achingly beautiful, but it is also achingly crowded, and horribly gaudy and overpriced. There isn't much that I can tell you about Venice that you probably don't know already, so I will save the effort on that score and sum it up as 'nice to see for a couple days'.
Also, pictures are still not working through blogger, so I am sorry for that.
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