Walk fast, with a
purpose, like you have a place to be – is what I recited in my head as we
headed out into the Napoli rush.
Thank goodness my roots are deep in the South Side of Chicago where the
skill of a mean glare, the ability to ignore beggars and disregard the rest
comes in handy. We boarded the
overcrowded Italian R2 bus headed for Corso Umberto in search of San Giovanni Maggiore
Pignatelli 15. This bus was more
crowded than the night of the fireworks display at the Taste of Chicago on the
3rd of July! And how do I begin to
tell you that searching for this address was the equivalent of running through the
world's largest corn maze?
After an hour of
attempting to lug bags through endless turns on cobblestone streets and coming
back to the same monument, that old fashion word every big city girl is
familiar with came to mind…Taxi!
“The Decumani Hotel De Charme, please!” Up the hill, around a narrow corner, past a dozen or so
scooters and a repeat of the same, at least three times - and we have finally
arrived! Arrived to a
pedestrian-only area, delineated by a sort of "border crossing" that
allowed entry only to cars with special permits. This restricted zone with telltale cameras was like the blue
box cameras found in high-crime areas or maybe it’s an elitist system or
something!
A tiny man opened what
seemed like a tiny garage door and our driver pulled into an area that was like a small subdivision. Here were entrances to other houses, parked cars, and the lift to our hotel. We loaded into the rusty lift that was probably serviced
last century and inched our way to the top! That’s right; to the “deluxe apartment in the sky” we
go! The hotel lobby resembled that
of a palace although the rooms were simple - 2 beds, a television, and an
in-room toilet and shower.
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