See Naples and Write
The port of Santa Lucia Last summer, while I was teaching Travel Writing in Rome, the universe kept telling me to take a side trip to Naples. I kept bumping into displaced Neapolitans who told me how wonderful their native city was, how I absolutely needed to see it. I'd been meaning to someday get to Naples--I'd even changed trains in its station once--but somehow I hadn't managed to really visit. This time I went, and promptly fell in love--with the electric blue Bay of Naples and the view from Castel Sant'Elmo: With its colorful streets: With the quirky sights to be seen around every corner: A Violin Maker's Cat The picturesque Spanish Quarter: Not to mention the food: Most of all, I fell in love with the people I encountered there, people who seemed instantly familiar--like extended family members. Maybe that's not too surprising, considering my great grandmother set sail from the port of Santa Lucia in 1909, my two