L’uovo magico

Friday 24th March

18:30

This is our last evening in Italy. I am sitting at the desk in our hotel room overloooking the Gulf of Naples and trying not to think about going home. We have had such an amazing time. I have so much to write about but at the moment I do not have the time, it will have to wait until next week. However I did want to share some pictures – my husband showed me how to use the panoramic function of my phone and I got more than a little excited!
The hotel we are staying at directly faces the Castel dell’Ovo. This is the oldest castle in Naples. It occupies a tiny islet called Megaris by the Greeks, who used it as a harbour. The original fortress was built by the Aragonese in the 12th century, but most of the present structure dates from the early 16th century, when the citadel was rebuilt following its near destruction by the Spanish. Today the castle is used to host cultural events and exhibitions, but the real appeal is exploring the battlements, gazing at the views. According to legend, buried in the rock beneath the Castel dell’Ovo lies an ancient egg, which holds the fate of the city within its shell. The Roman poet Virgil, believed to possess powers of divination, prophesied that if the egg broke, catastrophe would befall the city.

Let’s hope that that egg, stays buried…
In the mean time, the fantastic weather afforded us some wonderful views of the surrounding area.

I cannot believe that this time tomorrow we shall be back in old Blighty. Such is life, all good things must come to an end.