Send you a postcard.

I did not bring my address book, because I could not find my address book. No promises, but don't stand on ceremony based on our perceived level of acquaintance:

If you would enjoy receiving a postcard from Naples, leave your address in a screened comment here. Relatively specific requests (Napolese landmarks, fish, something funny, etc.) cheerfully entertained or ignored as I see fit.

Travel report 1: quick & cryptic version

Of particular interest to maribou, gipsieee, and other readers of Homme Marque that I'm too tired to remember right now:

( For the rest of you, rather cryptic but possibly of interest if you like hurt/comfort or the intersection of real and True things in the heads of writers. )

Travel update 2: Safe in Naples, overlistening a rather busy intersection

For the record, 2 updates in the first 2 days is 2 better than I expected. Like all forms of diary and correspondence, I have grand aspirations and truly horrible follow-through. Don't hold your breath for the trend to continue. :P

( Rome, train, noise, I sleep now. )

I am now ending this entry without going and linking each of the locations to a picture or something mad like that. The trouble with me trying to summarize things is that to map things in enough detail to satisfy my picky, picky mind, I end up drawing the terrain to scale. So I can do it or I can capture it. *shrug*

When I need to rest but still have brains, I'll see how far I can get on the capturing without getting frustrated at the lack of a data jack suitable for uploading hours of sensory experience and reactions. But I refuse to just give a list of things we saw, so if I don't have energy for more than that, well, you'll just have to guess, and later I (hi, future Me!) will just have to continue remembering vague and inaccurate things.