Man, life is rough-Naples and Capri-Days 2 and 3

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.

We got the shaft-Naples/Capri-Day 1

Welcome to Naples. Home of the guy whipping out his dick in public to pee. Night one, we arrive at the hostel. Wait no, it's just a street full of trash. Just kidding, the hostel is there, it's just in a random building on the sixth floor. Good news though, it has a/c. Although the sink waterfalls, the shower doesn't work right, and the toilets broke. Oh, and Katie's sheets have holes and chunks of the wall are missing. No biggie, we are in a hotel the next two nights across the hall and we are across the street from the second best hostel in the WORLD. For dinner, we had awesome pizza and then some choco balls. Except for Amy and Eliza who had the shaft with some really good uh sauce. Oh yes, dont forget the really good wine, our favorite no doubt. We may get some shipped to the US for later drinkage. After eating,our waiter decided to give us kisses-except Eliza who ran away because the guy was missing a tooth (it was actually sort of sexy, everyone's going to be jealous). The next morning we awaken bright and early for our Capri trip which cost 32 euros just to get there and back.I almost die by getting hit by a vespa but luckily my reflexes kick in and I jump back, narrowly avoiding a bloody scene. Upon arriving in Capri we go to the beach, a lovely place. We're greeted with a topless woman who was very fit looking. Then we are further welcomed by a small boy shitting a water bottle sized turd. Afterwards a group of heathen kids decide to take over our area of the beach forcing us to go boulder hopping. after the beach we go for lunch. which cost 98 euros for five girls. compliments of Katies 10 dollar banana split. complete with a sparkler. luckily we saved a whole 3 euros bc they forgot to add a latte onto the bill. we then pile onto a cable car so we can go shopping. oh wait, we couldnt afford any of the stuff so we wandered around until we got bored. we then got back on the charming cable car complete with a small child in her stroller who kicked kelsey in the butt the entire ride down. after buying tickets back to naples, we get onto the ferry. we get to sit behind a couple who lovingly bite and lick each other ferociously like they are stars of twilight. we get to see a cute polar bear though aka K-Nut kelsey's future italian dog. after taking a siesta in the hotel, we all get pretty for a fun night out. we go to dinner at our favorite restaurant in naples aka the only one weve been too. we get the best most fluent english speaking waitor in the house. after pizza we order dessert. no shaft tonight. or balls either. tonights balls were actually chocolate ice cream sadly. and there was no watermelon or french fries. wuh wuh. kelsey katie and kaitlin then try to find a bar. they get asked if they are strippers. then they find out the first bar is shut down. the second well, it might or might not exist. we got too afraid to keep walking after two men cat call to us and follow us diligently, even reversing down a one way street. then a man parts traffic for us so we can get back safely to the hotel. man, i cant wait to see what day 2 will bring!
ps. Our hos-tel had an awesome receptionist man named David who suffered from a slight skin irritation. Also, the second man was very fond of us, especially Katie. AND good news, the elevator in the Hos-tel was free at night and we had a piazza all to ourselves.

If traveling by train...(assignment 5)

After thirty minutes of sitting in my tiny, cramped train seat, I realized it was going to be a long trip. Besides being stuck without a bed for the eight hour overnight journey, I also was forced to keep my backpack on my lap for fear of having something stolen. My slight irritation grew into a simmering anger once the temperature began climbing well into the 90’s. If the stifling heat wasn’t enough, it wasn’t long before my fellow passengers, who didn’t even know each other upon entering the train, decided to do a little bit more than chat. Overheated and exhausted, I was not pleased at the canoodling going on a mere foot away. Last time I checked, it was not very good manners to play tongue tag in front of complete strangers. Feeling alone and slightly close to insanity, I was less than comforted when the door opened and a scowling head popped in, demanding to see my train ticket. After getting off the train, I realized the trip might have seemed worse because I was taught that public displays of affection are not exactly the classiest thing. In addition, my last minute reservations and small amount of planning resulted in my lack of a bed, teaching me to always book tickets well in advance. Overall, despite the intense make out I witnessed and the extreme heat, the trip taught me a valuable lesson-ALWAYS book a bed on night trains and if possible, make your ticket first class.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X_KACgT-ZD0 -This is a clip from Eurotrip which reminded me that uncomfortable train trips aren't limited to just myself.