Sorrento

Sheila and I said our goodbyes to Roma and headwd for Sorrento. It has been raining for most of our trip, but it does not seem to dampen the spirit of this journey. We got to the Termini, the main train station n Rome. We had to negotiate the long linr waiting for tickets. This was going to be our first use of the Eurail Pass. It went well, but we had to pay 6 euro for a reservation fee, but wee got the most amazing acccomodations--first class because that's what eurail passes require. We had a cmpartment to ourselves. The train ride-- I fantasized that I was Hercuel Perot from an Agatha Christy novel. Fun! We rode through the soggy Italian countryside reminiscent of Mexico--charming but cluttered and trashy in someplaces. Around every bend however, there is some reminder of antiquity--a castle, a villa, a remnant of an aquaduct. It never stops. We got to Sorrento after dark somehow found our accomodations--a hostel in name only. Hotel Ulysses delux This place is palatial marble floors, suited desk clerks, a wet bar, 65 euro per night. Reasonable. Sorrento is a name that derives from sirens who called to Odesseus. Right now, Sheila and I are in Civita, an ancient Etruscan city and dinner is on its way along with Franco's homemade wine. More later. Love to you all.