Trains And Planes And Crawly Things

I’ve been slow to pick this up again. In truth, I’ve been fumbling around locating a photo I misplaced. Found it! Time to resume. This is the sixth of the series on vacation travel.

 

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As it turns out, by the time we got to Sorrento we were over the major hump. After a brief accounting we reckoned we had done with all the major screw-ups. That was almost a correct presumption.

SorrentoMap

Look at a map. Sorrento is not a big place. Anywhere you want to go you can get there on foot. Almost. Sorrento is on the north side of a peninsula that borders on the Bay of Naples. It’s a couple of hundred feet down to the water, and a precipitous drop-off skirts the waterfront. You want to get down to the water? You’re looking at a stiff walk, first down and then back up.

SorrentoDrop-off

 

Or, you can take the elevator.

SorrentoElevator

We decided to give the train a try.

 

 

SorrentoTicketStand

 

 

 

TheSorrentoTrain

You purchase a ticket at a stand on the sidewalk and get aboard the train. They give you some headphones, which you plug into the proper jack on the seat back in front of you depending on your preferred language. The driver then takes you around about a 45-minute tour that includes winding down the tortuous street to the waterfront.

SorrentoStreet

As much fun as it was stalking about in Sorrento, after three days we needed to get on to Rome and eventually back home. That was another train ride back to Naples, but this time we knew better than to take the Sorrento taxi. We walked the distance one day and figured out it would be about 15 minutes worth of trucking our bags along the main street, then waiting for the next train.

LeavingSorrento

This time there was no confusion. All trains went to Naples. It was time for a video.

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SorrentoTrainMap

CircumvesuviaTicket

What a difference! The ride out from Naples had been an agony of packed cars and obnoxious passengers. Now there were vacant seats to spare on the morning train, and we got into Napoli Centrale in plenty of time to have breakfast at the McDonald’s adjacent to the station. Barbara kept asking, “Where’s the McDonald’s?” and I kept saying, “It’s right out here where it was twelve years ago.”

 

Then it was just a matter of waiting for the Rome train.

NapoliCentraleWaiting

RomeTrainNaples

Again another ride on one of Europe’s fabulous fast trains. Comfort and enough luxury to make for an enjoyable hour. And speed.

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And finally back to the Roma Termini station we had come to know and love over two weeks before.

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A bite of dinner, a night stroll and Rome, itself.

RomeNight

Nothing left but knocking around Rome for five days, maybe some side trips. Tivoli was and idea. It was an idea that was to bring further adventure.

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About John Blanton

I'm a retired engineer living in San Antonio, Texas. I have served in the Navy, raced motorcycles, taken scads of photos and am usually a nice guy. I have political and religious opinions, and these opinions tend to be driven by an excess of observed stupidity. Gross stupidity is the supposed target of many of my posts.
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