A more light-hearted memory this time. It’s early morning in Naples during the summer of 2003. From the bedroom window of our hotel suite high up in the city, we have a clear view across the Bay of Naples to Mount Vesuvius. Dark clouds surround Vesuvius this morning, and an electric storm plays out in the sky above it. It’s like a scene from the Apocalypse. The hotel, the city, the whole of North Italy are without power. Unshowered, but washed the best we can, we eventually head down to the hotel’s restaurant for something to eat. The Head Waiter explains that the chefs are having to cook using candles. They could prepare omelettes for us, but it would take at least an hour, perhaps two. Otherwise, all they had to offer was cold salads. It WAS the Apocalypse!
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