So, Day 2 and day 3 were quite rough. Even rougher than day 1. We started off Saturday by sleeping until noon, it was so difficult, I'm not sure how Katie, Amy, and I managed. Although the highlight of us sleeping was Kaitlin punching Amy due to her nasal blockage noises. After finally getting out of bed, Amy, Katie and I attempt to catch a bus/ferry/train to Sorento. Sadly it is siesta aka everything shuts down for approx. 5 hours or so. Which means no transportation is available to take us to Sorento. Solution? We go to the beach in Naples of course! After getting in a taxi, we ride into the Beverly Hills of Naples. We are all quite confused and out of our element without trash, stray cats, and our favorite restaurant around the corner. Fortunately we are able to cope. We get to the beach and are greeted with blue water, boulders for laying out, warm sun, and fit Italians-WHAT THE HEC!?! There isn't a crapping kid in sight or children who kick soccer balls at your head. The three of us are all traumatized and close to tears. We decide to go lay on some boulders and get tan (er, burnt in my case). After laying out with a cold drink for a few hours, we decide to get some nourishment. We choose a restaurant overlooking the water and the surrounding islands. Gosh life sucks. After stuffing ourselves until we are about to birth 10 food babies, we precede to call a taxi back to the Hos-tel (by this point we are distraught and going through withdrawl). Katie talks to the taxi company for a few moments, and then is told "No taxi." Wait, I thought this was a taxi company? Apparently they were running low on cabs that day. Luckily for us, the hot dishwasher from the restaurant saves the day (on the side he is the star of the Italian version of Twilight, along with the couple from yesterdays ferry ride). Enzo, who is suffering from a minor case of laringitis, rounds up an army of Italians who call another taxi company, who actually have a full fleet of cars (and no worries, the laringitis was not contagious!)While waiting for our taxi, some hotties ask us for pizza that night, and we decline(the only excuse for this insanity I can think of is that we were suffering from heat exhaustion). We arrive safely back at our hostel, wait tonight we're in the hotel I mean, and take a snooze. We then all go to dinner at, yes you guessed it!, our FAV restaurant!! AND THANK GOODNESS, they have chocolate balls tonight and french fries AND watermelon!! Not to mention our toothless sexy waitor from Thursday is working!! We almost faint from happiness (or maybe from the heat radiating off of Kelsey's lobster-colored skin)...After having a few more food babies, we call it a night in the hotel room. BUT WAIT! we are a tad hyper and Katie's leg is restless, resulting in a late night for all. After waking up, Kaitlin and Eliza leave for Florence. Amy, Katie and I go back to Capri. We are almost killed from a stampede of Asian's who are afraid of the sun and run onto the ferry. We make it out alive, and sit by some elderly folks, one of which airs out his feet on the boat. After getting to Capri, Katie and I buy some sexy floppy hats and we treat ourselves to some 8 euro daquiris! We then meet some guys from Georgia who are unlucky enough to be staying in a villa in Capri instead of our hotel in Naples. We then go on a boat tour around Capri in our own private boat. Kelsey accidently dumps her really cheap drink onto the boat, but it all turns out okay. After seeing all sorts of caves and rocks, we jump into the Sea, where I remember I can't swim. Good news though, I am writing this blog, so I did not drown. After our horrendous boat tour on the private boat with our cute Italian driver, we make our way back to Naples. We then go to the train station, and sadly I forget my awesome M&M towel at the hotel. The train ride is grand, especially once the seat next to Katie is accompanied by a man with gas. At approximately 9 at night, we return to our home sweet home in Florence where we have a buffet of nutella and pringles!! MAN, LIFE IS ROUGH.
***Note to reader-this post and the previous Naples post are not meant to be taken literally. Most sentences are dripping with sarcasm and inside jokes only understood by those on the trip. In reality, this weekend was the best of most of our young lives.
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