As I was saying—I was getting rather tired of writing on the train. I’m currently in a pizzeria in Rome—Pompei was a very interesting site. Its preservation is incredible and you can almost see the wagons and Romans walking down its stone paved streets.
Wes stayed in a nice and expensive hotel in Sarrento, which is about 40 minutes from Pompei and is a mecca for shopping and a jumping off point for ferries and buses to other parts of Rome.
Rosie and I discussed what happened between me and Gregory. Not to waste much paper, I don’t terribly dislike her, although I doubt I’ll ever talk to her after this trip.