Staircase from sixth floor |
Really, it abuts onto a baroque church attached to a medieval monastery and is directly across from the main entrance to the university (a facade added in the mid eighteenth century to hide the jumble of medieval and renaissance buildings behind it.)
Sound proofed rooms proved very useful...there is no time of day or night, nor any situation that the average citizen of Naples does not think warrants a great blow on the car-horn.
Crossing the street was even more a dilemma than Rome. Until I discovered the secret: Stand at the edge of the sidewalk; close your eyes and go. They will stop, eventually, sometimes. Oh wouldn’t grandpa Giacomo D'Angelo be proud, well probably not. The man was a jackass.
View from window on staircase |
Two twin room |
Breakfast was included in the very low price we paid and it was very well done. Orange stuffed triangular pastries that are a specialty of the region, fruit tarts with delicate lattice tops, chocolate tarts, chocolate croissants, plain and flakey rolls, and fresh fruits and for some reason, mixed in canned fruit? Hot frittata and instead of bacon fried pancetta, cold meats, salami and British style ham, semi firm cheese, bread for toasting, a strange variety of juices, I think most of them were juice cocktails of some kind. And of course magnificent espresso, cappuccinos and if you so desire, American style coffee.
View from the top of the staircase towards the bay:
View of Church and Naples:
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