As much as I love Naples, with its sweet aroma produced by the accumulation of rubbish (thank you, Mafia), and the charming glances from the natives (and the accompanying rude mutterings in Italian), I was very much relieved last night to learn that on Saturday, I will be travelling seven hours by train to Prevalle, up in the knee of Italy. I don't know much about it, but I do know that there will be two other tutors, and I have not been informed of the identity of either of them.
As always, more later. Now: Capri.
Love!
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