Pompei

Pompeii is a must-see historic wonder, that is if you can tolerate the heat. On this day, it was effectively a red-hot oven in the form of a giant maze. It was probably the size Hong Kong, though I could be hallucinating from dehydration. I saw the ancient theater; I checked out the stone pillar remains; I chewed into some roadside sour grapes. I had had enough.

“Dude, I’m done,” I told DJ.

“Okay, so what are you doing now?”

“Dunno, chill?”

“Why would you pay several thousand dollars just to chill?”

“Why would you pay several thousand to torture yourself?”

We went on our separate ways and I began the more enjoyable part of the day.