Well, Naples is a feisty little corner of Italy isn’t it? Ruggedly volcanic, in a handsome – yet accessible way, the landscape drops a hint at what’s to come. Namely, surprises. Yes, the streets are occasionally a little shabby, but you’re just as likely to stumble across a historic palazzo – as you are a Banksy or a vast, but exquisitely painted mural. Then there’s the beaches. Often craggy, sometimes sandy – but always romantic, you can’t help but want to roll out your beach towel. But then, there’s a beach n the Bay of Naples, where locals use the sands to steam mussels, chicken and any number of meals. Which should seem more strange than it does. But, you’re in Naples and you may well have just explored a cave filled with the celebrated remains of a few noblemen. So really, all bets are off at this point.
Dark tourism aside, though – really, there’s plenty of it, if that’s your bag, Naples also delivers hugely on that fifties glamour that you just can’t recreate with some oversized shades and an M&S plate of antipasti. Pastel pink hues, harbour side houses, glasses of Prosecco on a vintage skiff and enough espressos to keep you awake until next month. All here on Naples streets…