Herculaneum is the name for the ancient town at the base of Mt. Vesuvius, which is only 1.5 miles away.
On the photograph draw an imaginary line from the left slope and the right slope to center, and it is easy to see the source of the millions of tons of pumice, pyroclastic flow, rock, and magma that permanently erased evidence of the cities surrounding this region. Herculaneum was built adjacent to the seaside, yet, after the eruption, it was buried up to 60 feet, plus the coastline then was moved/extended 1900 feet from the ocean side city into the bay.. It was a miracle it was ever discovered. Only one fifth has been unearthed, the rest is covered by a more modern, though run down, city. The unfortunate rich, RICH Romans that occupied this city probably all perished, save a few who escaped on boats. The rest? Their bodies and craniums literally exploded when a 1000 degree heat shock wave hit. Up to 300 bodies were discovered at the docks, many adorned with expensive jewelry.

The women’s spa and tub

One of the amazing villas

Like my father always said, all the money in the world will not prevent death.
How quickly and efficiently that Mother Earth can erase civilization, including our own.

Some times you just “gotta go”

(Day 5 afternoon version)
Mitch had an afternoon swim. We had a nice afternoon tour of the waterfront. Some of the swimsuits were attention grabbers. G strings with bare cheeks, Speedos (some with big barrel belly overhangs), the other “oh ohs!”, and more standard wear was evident.
Nobody swims for free, you have to pay to play on the coast here!
Jet lag only a memory for last two days.Somehow, Mitch remembered (or his mother reminded him) that I used to wear Speedos, and he gave me a bad time.

Mitch gave me a bad time about the Speedo I wore in Spain in 1999 when we visited him and the family there. I was a top tier athlete then; and I “rocked them”.! Of course, they look silly now. Anyway, I held back, and went easy on his good look!

We are feeling the ENERGY of Sorento, Italy, and LOVING IT!.
Capri tomorrow!!
This tour just cannot get any better.
Categories: Musings

Bruce

Presently, I am 67 years old, and I am learning how to live the life of a retired person. I am married to Sharon White, a retired hospice nurse, and writer. Whose Death Is It Anyway-A Hospice Nurse Remembers Sharon is a wonderful friend and life partner of nearly 30 years. We have three grandsons through two of Sharon's children. I am not a published writer or poet. My writings are part of my new life in retirement. I have recently created a blog, and I began filling it up with my writings on matters of recovery and spirituality. I saw that my blog contained enough material for a book, so that is now my new intention, to publish a book, if only so that my grandsons can get to know who their grandfather really was, once I am gone. The title for my first book will be: Penetrating The Conspiracy Of Silence, or, How I Lived Beyond My Expiration Date I have since written 7 more books, all of which are now posted on this site. I have no plans to publish any of them, as their material is not of general interest, and would not generate enough income to justify costs. I have taken a deep look at life, and written extensively about it from a unique and rarely communicated perspective. Some of my writing is from 2016 on to the present moment. Other writing covers the time prior to 1987 when I was a boy, then an addict and alcoholic, with my subsequent recovery experience, and search for "Truth". Others are about my more recent experiences around the subjects of death, dying, and transformation, and friends and family having the most challenging of life's experiences. There are also writings derived from my personal involvement with and insight into toxic masculinity, toxic religion, toxic capitalism, and all of their intersections with our leadere. These topics will not be a draw for all people, as such personal and/or cultural toxicities tends to get ignored, overlooked, or "normalized" by those with little time for insight, introspection, or interest in other people's points of view on these troubling issues. There also will be a couple of writings/musings about "GOD", but I try to limit that kind of verbal gymnastics, because it is like chasing a sunbeam with a flashlight. Yes, my books are non-fiction, and are not good reading for anybody seeking to escape and be entertained. Some of the writings are spiritual, philosophical and intellectual in nature, and some descend the depths into the darkest recesses of the human mind. I have included a full cross section of all of my thoughts and feelings. It is a classic "over-share", and I have no shame in doing so. A Master Teacher once spoke to me, and said "no teacher shall effect your salvation, you must work it out for yourself". "Follow new paths of consciousness by letting go of all of the mental concepts and controls of your past". This writing represents my personal work towards that ultimate end.