I hope that my blog post title confused and/or intrigued you enough to commence reading. If so, welcome yet again. On this segment of Lena’s Life Abroad I will be taking you all on a journey back to the 1800s in Italy, where a woman legitimately named Queen Margherita (you cannot make this stuff up) supposedly decided that cheese, bread, and sauce all go well together and WHAM. There ya have it-a pizza.
I was fortunate enough to travel to this pizzeria where pizza freaking originated, called L’Antica Pizzeria da Michele. And oh my goodness, if you or anyone you love or care about find themselves in Naples-SEND THEM HERE IMMEDIATELY. This pizza was unlike any other pizza I have ever eaten, and trust me I have eaten a lot of pizzas. For 4 euro for a pie bigger than your head, it was obviously my first stop when I got off the train. Please enjoy this photo series of me taking my first bites in a cute and girly way:
Being in Naples was everything that I pictured an Italian city to be like and more. This is probably partly because Italy does this horrible, horrible thing where they DO NOT HAVE DRYERS. I shit you not, I have to use a drying rack for my soaking wet clothes which usually takes between 1-2 days for them to be wearable again and leaves them uncomfortably stiff and detergent smelling. I know I sound extremely complain-y and privileged right now, but I do not understand why we have THREE PIZZA CUTTERS in my apartment and no dryer. The two are not necessarily correlated, but still, you get my point. The one benefit of this is that it left the streets of Naples riddled with clotheslines hanging from balconies, resulting in an incredible authentic aesthetic that radiates through the entire city. It was truly beautiful.
On top of that, we also had a full and complete view of….an ACTIVE VOLCANO. Ohhh, scary. Sitting outside in Naples, drinking wine, and watching the sun set with Mount Vesuvius in the back, which could choose to take us all out at any moment, was thrilling and calming all at the same time. I live life on the edge.
And to end, I must mention that everyone in Italy and pretty much all of Europe cannot go two sentences without asking Americans what they think of Donald Trump. This one man in Naples who barely spoke any English still managed to squeeze it out. FYI America is a huge laughing stock right now to the rest of the world because we let an unqualified reality television star win our PRESIDENTIAL election. Just a small insight for everyone who might not have known.
Anyways, go to Naples. The pizza is good and cheap, the volcano looks cool when it is not leaking out molten lava that has once taken out an entire city, and the people are nice (if you didn’t vote for Trump)!
There is also this medieval looking castle right in front of the ocean, horribly misplaced, yet majestic and pretty darn cool.