Sorrento, part three

I am tired. My stress levels are spiralling upwards. I feel anxious 24/7 and all I want to do is lie in bed, sleep for 23 hours of the day, and cry for the other hour. My exams start in less than two weeks and somehow the days keep slipping through my fingers. Needless to say, I’d quite like to go back to Italy.

Let’s pick up where we left off. On the Thursday we went to the ruins in Herculaneum and it was mesmerising. The train ride there was quite an experience, too. Rather different to a one hour London commute that I’m used to; my train carriage was filled with the noise of talented musicians: dancing and playing their instruments.



Herculaneum was an ancient Roman town destroyed by the volcanic pyroclastic flows from the eruption of Vesuvius in 79 AD. Unlike Pompeii, it was buried deeply enough to ensure the preservation of even the upper stories of buildings! The hot ash also preserved wooden objects such as bed frames, stairs and doors so it was a staggeringly authentic historical experience for us all. 


All around us were original glass paste mosaics that were uncovered from the 25 metre-deep thick mud that coated the city. 

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On Friday and Saturday the sky threatened us with rain, and rain it did. A couple of days of relaxation and revision, with lovely meals out in the evenings.


Easter Sunday, our final day, was a wandering day. My favourite. Exploring the town, taking numerous pictures of doors (yes, guilty) and soaking in the Italian atmosphere.

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Mid-morning, we stopped into Davide Gelateria  (over 60 flavours!) for what would be the last gelato of our trip.

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Our last lunch in Sorrento was at La Lanterna. Whilst my dad and sister tucked into pizzas (last opportunity!) my mum and I opted for something a little lighter, in anticipation for the big Easter dinner we’d be having at the hotel later on. I had an asparagus soup which was creamy and brimming with the flavours of Spring. Service was a little… pushy and we were also asked for a tip, which felt rather intruding and disappointing. The food was delicious, though.


Dinner time. Cocktails beforehand, and a few family pictures to capture those last few memories. The reality that this was our last night was devastating. I didn’t want to go home. The 10 days had been a total dream.

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Beautiful fruit carvings took centre stage and delicate arrangements of bright flowers adorned each table.

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Dinner was delightful but also sad. In the morning, we were to return home. But what a wonderful holiday. What a wonderful place.

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