10 bitchin' hours at Capri...Capri & Park of the Mosnters
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We were not sure if we would be able to go to Capri beacuse of not so nice weather conditions. IT poured in Pompei, was damp in ercoleum, and everythign south of Rome was covered in a sad, grey cloud on the satellite weather reports. However, ''keeping hope alive,'' most of teh school showed up at the ferry at 9:30 in the morning to meet the ferry. It was windy but there was some sun to be seen. The sun grew stronger on the ferry ride there, and by the time we got there there was not a cloud in the sky (notice the sky in the top right, as evidence).
This group shot is of a bunch of us architecutre students on our way to a house on the island that was designed by a poet. Foreground to back ground is Amy Campos, Brian Price, Lindsey Thompson, Me, Radames Culqui, and two people I cannot recognize...we were told to look at ''the boat,'' I guess I was not looking at the right one. . .
A bird, probably too small to see, on our hike to the house, Casa Malaparte...
Ecco Lindsey, standing on top of some kind of gun post thing...
Nice reflection, eh?
Pretty flowers with a gap between the rocks in teh background
That is me on the far left, squeezing in on a group picture of English children. Perhaps you notice the arm extending from the far right shooing me away...After this we went down to some water, I would not call it a beach, and I swam for a bit. The water was cold and very salty.
Ivan Ivanov with Mount Vesuvius in the backround on our return ferry ride to Naples.
On the 10 million hour bus ride back to Florence from Naples, we stopped at Paro dei Mostri , (park of the monsters) where there are enourmous grotesque sculpted out of the hillside. They were neat, but mostly we enjoyed the sun and grass. There were baby goats to feed, grass to sit on, books to read, and I played in a game of barefooted kick ball, the highlight of the day...
A gate at the park of monsters. No monsters in this picture, just shadows...
