After church Babak and I decided it was a perfect time to explore and enjoy the wonders of Napoli. We started with the National Archaeology Museum. It was pretty cool. Actually it was really cool because this is the museum that much of the best Pompeii artifacts have been brought and preserved. It’s amazing to me to see all these paintings and sculptures and daily use items not only so well preserved but to then read the stories and theories behind each of them. It’s experiences like these that make me feel like I should have been an anthropology double major. The two highlights (and allow me to disclaim that when I say “highlight” what I mean is like…the two things that I either enjoyed the most or stood out the most):
1. I love love loved! When I finally got to the hall of Women. And it wasn’t just because I was tired of seeing penises all over and certainly had nothing to do with the fact that I just happen to be the perfect height that if I wasn’t careful and paying attention I could run smack dab into some wonderfully detailed part of some dead guy buck naked in all his man glory. Let’s just say I had an awesomely embarrassing experience from which I can confidently state that as fact. Gratefully no one was around. (if I could insert a blushing smiley face here oh I totally would)
My favorites have always been the depictions of Aphrodite, Athena, and Artemis. I want to be the combination of them J
Someday I will.
2. The erotic room or love room or whatever other words you would like to use. I will refer to it as maybe the porn room. I would like to take this opportunity to thank a dear friend for warning me about this room ahead of time because had he not I would have missed the little sign on the side of the door entry and waltzed right on in there not thinking anything of it. Bah! I wrote this in my journal:
“So I’m walking around minding my own business as per social custom in a museum and I started to walk right into a room full of explicit depictions from the Pompeii brothels. It was rightly described to me as ‘[providing] good reasoning for why the city was destroyed’. I’m not one to be offended by nudity in art, and though I really don’t know if I’ll ever go in there in the future either (I have a very graphic memory), it’s definitely not really a ‘Sabbath Activity’ so I’m FOR SURE refraining today.”
From there we went to this magnificent Castel that is up on the highest peak I could see in all of Napoli. Castel Sant’Elmo. Wow. It’s the real deal. Babak and I climbed up to the top and walked along the path of the outer wall. Neither words nor pictures can describe the view from up there. I guess you’re all just going to have to go and see it for yourself. Honestly, once we got up there it was kinda funny and fun because a storm decided to blow in and the wind was so strong that our cameras were struggling to even focus on anything. I’ve never had that happen before. I was actually pushed off balance a couple times too. I’ve definitely had that happen before. It started exploring around the city on our way down and it really began to rain.
I. Love. Napoli.
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