there were two people who met, fell in love and got married. Instead of presents, they asked for help honeymooning in Italy. This is our site all about our families adventure. We hope it will inspire you to love Italy just as much as we do!


Here is a lovely lady who appeared on the wall in Pampa along with the angels at lef.


My daughter got a kick out of this sign that was set into the foyer of one of the houses in Pompeii.

Exploring Pompeii

A city filled with statues and ghosts. Though I never saw or felt any ghosts in the graveyard, houses or walking the streets, there was a feeling of emptiness that echoed throughout the city. A feeling that perhaps you might walk around a corner and run into a roman citizen from long ago.

Many of the statues and wall paintings have been long since been removed. You might spend your day in search of roman art more favorably in the city streets or the Museums of Rome. The few art pieces that were left had long ago been defaced and graffiti doted the walls. I resisted the temptation as I hope you will if given the chance to leave your mark on history.

In the City

Here we are being cosmopolitan while hanging out at the Thermopolium, a sort of bar that served cold and hot beverages. I can imagine big clay pots filled with olives and fresh cheese. I read later that apparently eating styles were different thousand of years ago: more likely it would be hot wine or temped juice.





You don't really understand how big Pompeii is until your feet hurt from constantly walking along the cobbled streets, keeping an eye out for a water fountain or a modern bathroom. Make sure you bring a water bottle to Pompeii because there are few water fountains.

A city of memories and empty houses, Pompeii is wearing on the soul. How many hundreds of years must have passed before these city streets saw the light of day again? We strove to leave our fellow spectators, with their cameras and video-recorders, but somehow, in this dead city, we were never alone.

Walking Through History

We enjoyed our stay in Pompeii. We felt that it was a requirement in traveling to Italy to see the city that was buried by the volcano. When we left this silent place the feeling remained with us that history is just a few breaths away from us; That we are temporary and transient and that our homes, our careers and our lives exist by the whim of some unkind muse of fate.

Here stood a city proud and strong. Organized and disciplined they waited for the tremors to stop so they could go on with their lives. Instead life went on without Pompeii.

I turn to speak of other things, but leave you with this picture of the view of Mount Vesuvius, currently quiet. Today over three million Italians are living in close proximity compared with the ten thousand Pompeii citizens that were buried there.