Leaving Naples

I mentioned Naples was trashy, right? This was the lovely view of the water out our window complete with maxi pads. The mate saw hypodermic needles and condoms float by, too. Classy. We weren't sad at all to leave that port.



After Naples we ended up back in di Stabia for the third time. On a provisioning run, the store had this large roll of meat in the center isle and I thought it was interesting enough to photograph and share. Also, the stores here lack the strangest items. For instance, despite the generous display of candles, we couldn't for the life of us find a single lighter. Even after asking someone we had to leave empty handed. I was, however, entirely impressed by the pasta selection. Being in Italy, it shouldn't be surprising, but the whole back wall was dedicated to hosting just about any kind of pasta known to man. You could spend the afternoon deciding what kind to have for dinner. I considered bringing some home, but there just wasn't time to shop for myself.



I've already forgotten what the name of this cute little town was. They are all starting to blend together in my mind. (It was Agropoli.)



We anchored out one afternoon and while the guests went into town, we jumped in for a swim. Even thought it may be only fifteen minutes, it's still fifteen minutes of valuable down time. And it's of course such a treat to jump off the back of the boat and enjoy the water!




We docked here for the night. I forget the name... I'll look it up or ask someone, but I just want to get this blogged for now--I'm so far behind. It wasn't memorable since I didn't get off the boat that day. (Salerno.)



Fruit tarts waiting to be plated and prepped for the guests. Don't they just look so yummy?? Our chef makes the cutest desserts. We eat well. Too well.