In “PIZZA” City, Napoli

In the shadow of Mount Vesuvius. Sometimes grey, sometimes bright. Naples (Napoli), Italy

In the shadow of Mount Vesuvius. Sometimes grey, sometimes bright. Naples (Napoli), Italy

The city of “authentic” pizza margherita, Napoli (or Naples), has a remarkable identity of its own. Great food (read PIZZA :)), spectacular views of the Gulf of Naples and the majestic Mount Vesuvius, a beautiful historic center, and the delightful nativity scenes and figurines in a vibrant street made our visit very memorable.

Hunger pangs:

Having heard rave reviews about Neapolitan pizza, we did not think much about lunch and dinner choices – it was vera pizza napoletana all the way, with bufala DOC – and we did not regret it at all :). Snack time was spent munching on the delicious baba and sfogliatelle, until we could eat no more.

The real "pizza"! Naples (Napoli), Italy

The real “pizza”! Naples (Napoli), Italy

Sfogliatelle and baba. Foodie's delight. Naples (Napoli), Italy

Sfogliatelle and baba. Foodie’s delight. Naples (Napoli), Italy

Give me more. The delicious baba. Naples (Napoli), Italy

Give me more. The delicious baba. Naples (Napoli), Italy

After all that food, a hike up Mount Vesuvius was definitely necessary. Well, on second thoughts, an afternoon siesta seemed to be a better idea :). And then, we could gaze at Vesuvio from Napoli. There seemed to be no dearth of view points.

The volcano, Mount Vesuvius:

Imposing. Ominous. Looming over the Gulf. Protective. Reassuring. Mount Vesuvius evoked a range of emotions. On one hand, there was fear – of the dangers. Vesuvio had caused much destruction in the past. And it appeared to be ominous at times. On the other hand, there was faith – in its protective shadow. Mixed feelings of the “unknown”. One day, the sky was dark and grey, the next day it was clear and blue. Each time I looked at the volcano, I was awed and enamored. Some day, we will hike up the mountain. On our next trip to the capital of Campania.

In the shadow of Mount Vesuvius. Napoli), Italy

In the shadow of Mount Vesuvius. Napoli), Italy

The Gulf of Naples. Naples (Napoli), Italy

The Gulf of Naples. Naples (Napoli), Italy

The Gulf of Naples. Naples (Napoli), Italy

The Gulf of Naples. Naples (Napoli), Italy

Nativity scenes and figurines in Via San Gregorio Armeno

In the evening, we walked through the historic city center. One of the narrow streets was buzzing with activity. It was choc-a-bloc with stalls of nativity scenes figurines and workshops. Colorful figurines and settings depicting various real-life scenes – from pizza-making to hanging out the laundry – occupied every inch of the stalls in Via San Gregorio Armeno. The attention to detail was extraordinary, and we spent a delightful couple of hours here. Junior had a wonderful time, keenly observing every nativity scene.

Nativity scenes market. Via San Gregorio Armeno, Naples (Napoli), Italy.

Nativity scenes market. Via San Gregorio Armeno, Naples (Napoli), Italy.

Nativity scenes market. Via San Gregorio Armeno, Naples (Napoli), Italy.

Nativity scenes market. Via San Gregorio Armeno, Naples (Napoli), Italy.

 

After all the warnings from friends and well-wishers about the notorious pick-pocketing incidents in Napoli, we tried to be as cautious as possible. However, that did not deter us from making the most of our visit to the beautiful Southern city. And we loved every moment of our weekend there. The scooters swerving in the street and the distant boats in the Gulf, the crowded city center and the tranquil Posillipo neighborhood, the irresistible food and the magnificent views of Vesuvius… our journey had just begun.

Boats and Vesuvio. Naples (Napoli), Italy

Boats and Vesuvio. Naples (Napoli), Italy

Piazza Plebiscito. Naples (Napoli), Italy

Piazza Plebiscito. Naples (Napoli), Italy