My husband and I have been nomads for around 2 years now and together we have seen quite a few places including Barcelona, Skopje (twice), Naples, Bangkok, Hong Kong, Riga and we're currently in Malta. Our first holiday together however was to the place I had always wanted to go to the most- Rome.
Italy is one of those places that is on everyone's bucket list. The food is amazing, architecture and art is beautiful and if you're into fashion, it's the place to be. What always fascinated me about Italy though was the history. As home to the Colosseum, Trevi fountain and the Pantheon, Rome obviously did not disappoint. I was in love and so excited to be able to tick so many historical sights off of my bucket list.
Not so long ago I was lucky enough to tick another item off of my bucket list when we stayed in Naples for a month- Pompeii. Being that girl who spent time bonding with her dad over History Channel documentaries, I acquired quite a morbid fascination with Pompeii and it's tragic story.
I won't turn this post into a history lesson, as I'm sure most people are familiar with the story of Pompeii, but just in case you're not I'll summarise before I share photos from the day.
In the year 79AD in Naples, Mount Vesuvius, a volcano that is hundreds of thousands of years old, had it's most famous eruption. It claimed the lives of 2000 people and covered the ancient Roman city of Pompeii in a thick blanket of volcanic ash and debris.
Pliny the Younger who witnessed this tragic event from across the bay of Naples wrote that "Darkness fell, not the dark of a moonless or cloudy night, but as if the lamp had been put out in a dark room". Pompeii was left forgotten until a group of explorers uncovered it in 1748. They found that much of the city had been preserved including it's buildings, artefacts and remains of those who had tragically died there.
It felt surreal and eerie walking the ancient streets of Pompeii. From almost every street I walked the beautiful, destructive volcano that brought ruin to not only this city but others including Herculaneum (which I will be sharing in a separate post next week) could be seen looming over the city. It was a reminder of just how much power mother nature possesses and how destructive it is as a force.
Not only was I in awe of the presence of Vesuvius over Pompeii, but I also felt deeply moved for the unsuspecting people that suffered and lost their lives on that tragic morning. I wondered how they must have felt and what their thoughts were when the ground shook beneath them and the dark blanket of ash and debris started to cover their homes and city.
Have you ever visited the Pompeii ruins, or is it on your travel bucket list?
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