fornicula, napoli, italia 5/20-5/23

The next day we went to Fornicula, a small town outside of Naples. We took a train to one city (Caserta), and then waited for the bus to Fornicula. We didn't know which bus to take etc., and I thought the bus driver was striking (as they often do in Italy). All the men by the busstop were arguing while Katie and I along with some other lady waited for the bus to leave. When we asked when it would leave, all they would say is "Soon."

We almost missed our stop, and when we stepped off we had no idea where to go. We were in a small town looking for our bed and breakfast. We walked up the road we were on and finally found our place. It was really a quiet place, and the people were great. There were all types of farm animals, and the scenery was amazing. We found a little restaurant down the road. We were the only ones there for a while. Our waiter was funny, and he kept bringing us all this food didn'tidnÂ’t order (this happened subsequent times while we were in the southItaly).



The next day, a Maglione (Kt's mom maiden name), came from Rome to show us around Fornicula. They took us to all the major spots in the city, and they were great hosts. Katie also had questions about genealogy, so we went to the cemetery there too. They also took us to a Palace in Caserta, which is like the Versailles (France, not Ky) of Italy. It was good having locals with us, and they were fun to talk to (Dominico spoke English for Briant).







We spent most of the following day at the church in Fornicula so Katie could look at records. We were there for hours, and got lots of great information. We then headed back to Naples and caught our boat to Palermo.










This was the first time we cold in a long time. Air-conditioning is a wonderful thing.