Why Margot Left

Some days ago, on a train to Pozzuoli, we met a young woman from Vancouver B.C. who had been living in Naples for 5 years working with refugees. Helping women mostly, desperate women trying to leave prostitution, when prostitution was their only means of support. “it is getting so much harder,” she said. Many of […]

Procida

I could bore you with the transit mishaps on our way to Procida, the nearest and smallest of the islands in the bay of Naples. But henceforth, unless stated otherwise, assume that we were two minutes late for what ever train or bus or ferry we intended to take, but that, in the end, we […]

Siamo arrivati a Napoli

After the usual mad scramble to the train station in Chiusi, we boarded an intercity direct to Naples and arrived at the central station at 3:30. The taxi ride to via Sapienza was a tad hair-raising. We missed a lady with a pram, a couple of old men with canes, and a few other vulnerable […]

A Morning at the Questura (Police Station)

We have four more days in Citta della Pieve before boarding our train for Napoli and beginning our volunteer stint. Jet lag is dogging us, but we persevere. Humbly, I have to say, we have been kicking domestic butt. Toby rented a car in Chiusi, and we set off for the questura (police station) in […]