"She wore a meatball on her finger"
-Frank Sinatra
Recovering from the grande bouffe of last night we wandered off to the village of Termini accompanied by views of the Isle of Capri.
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| Mt Vesuvius |
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| The Isle of Capri |
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| The Isle of Capri |
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| What is Olaf doing here, Ella |
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| and how did he get up on the roof |
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| Mt Vesuvius |
Routine stop for gelato before ascending to vantage point. Stopped on way back by shyster bar owner who roped us in for a pleasant but exorbitant lunch. He even tried to sell us a bottle of limoncello, a local liqueur made from crushed urinal tablets with the addition of industrial alcohol.
Bus back to San'Agata then dinner at local trattoria surrounded by dogs and cats.
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