I had dreamed of going to Pompeii since I was a child. It sounds ridiculous, but I vividly remember watching a documentary on the Vesuvius eruption in 79AD and telling my parents that I wanted to go there. There was something tragic but mysterious about an entire Roman city being completely wiped out and hidden by nature. On a four day visit to Rome, I grabbed the opportunity by the horns and decided I wanted to go but as it was my idea, I was in charge of organising the itinerary! Now, as a teacher that has taken teenagers on a number of school trips, I should have thought it would be a breeze, but for some reason, I was horribly stressed, worrying that something would go wrong, we would be stranded, and it would be all my fault. I scoured travel websites for information, and found that people gave some information, but not a clear itinerary, so let me share mine for anyone who finds themselves in my predicament! Step 1: Book Rome Termini to Naples Central Station train tickets. I used http://www.trainline.eu which sold tickets on the Trenitalia IC and Frecciarossa lines. IC trains take roughly 2 hours to get from Rome to Naples, whereas Frecciarossa (the faster, more modern and newer trains) only takes an hour. I bought a return journey for two people for 138 Euros (£120). It seems a steep price, but to arrive in […]
You understand the concept from your family holidays to Majorca and Greece. Hoards of (usually) men line the major tourist areas, selling bric-a-brac of paper roses, giant plastic sunglasses, and flashing objects that you can fling into the sky for no apparent reason. Sometimes they appear to be selling designer gear, – in reality cheap knock offs, like Omoga and Ralex watches, Cucci sunglasses, Abibas snapbacks. On your family holiday, your mum, dad, older brother, granny were there to swat them away. But not now. Now you and your best friends are on your first girls’ holiday. You’ve spent the last three hours perfecting your outfits and hairstyles for your first night on the strip. You are walking towards the jungle. You only have 100 Euros for the night, and realistically, you only want to spend it on booze. Ahead, you see them, arms full of nick nacks. The dread of the next few minutes washes over you like the Mediterranean waves did that morning. What do you do? I, a 5ft 3, 64k, blonde, usually sunburnt woman, know exactly how you feel. Here, I will outline my three top tips for dealing with vendors on your travels. Be confident My best piece of advice is to make it look like you know exactly where you are going. A slowed pace and flippant look at the mini Colosseums (strange, since you are in Tenerife) gives you that second of hesitance. […]
I am going to give you the top tips that I would have liked to know when I booked and arrived.