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Summer's Last Hurrah part 2 - Naples

An Italian once told me that the gangster part of Italy is Napoli (better known as Naples in English). Last weekend, I had less than 12 hours to see out for myself. So what to do in Naples for such a short period of time?

Eat

Italians love to eat and in Napoli, there's no shortage of good food. Napoli is where pizza margherita (a.k.a. pizza napoletana) originated. So it was only mandatory that we try them out. I was lucky to get to try them not just from one but three of the most popular pizzerias in Napoli.

Pizzeria dal Presidente -  On the wall is a picture of Bill Clinton visiting this pizzeria. No wait, the wall's filled with photos of local and international celebrities on the wall at this pizzeria.

Gino Sorbillo - There's a queue to get into this pizzeria and for good reason. If you want to eat pizza from the chef who trained Italian and Australian Masterchef contestants, you're in the right place. Their pizza margherita bufala costs less than 10 euros and they serve really good red wine. What more can you ask for? P.S. Dolce & Gabbana love their pizza. Perhaps Sorbillo was their inspiration for their pizza dress? :D

Da Michele - If you want to eat where Julia Roberts had pizza in her movie Eat Pray Love, you've just got to go to L'Antica Pizzeria da Michele. You can get a really good margherita bufala with double the dose of mozarella for only 4,50 euros. Yummers! I unfortunately have no photo because three pizzerias later, you'll soon realize they all look the same. Haha.

If I were to rank my favorites, I'd say Sorbillo > Michele > Dal Presidente. :)

Anyway, there's also plenty other things to eat aside from pizza. Proof.

But my favorite is this deli in the middle of Via Dei Tribunali called Salumeria Rafele o'Lattaro. There are only four small tables in this deli and they'll ask you to just come back if there are no tables available. But if you are down for some wine, cheese, and antipasti, it's definitely worth the wait. My personal favorites are their salami, prosciutto crudo di parma, and of course, pecorino cheese.

Do

Aside from the food, there'd been two things I enjoyed doing during this short trip -- taking photos of store fronts and street art. :)

See

I think part of Naples' charm is there are so many things to look at. I like to people watch like a complete weirdo that I am. Bonus, if you're a street photographer, you'd probably have a swell time here because it's just bustling with activities.

Shop

And if all else fails, shop.

I hope you enjoyed my not so little entry about Napoli. If you made it this far, grazie mille! I hope you'll stick around until my next adventure. Now where should this tiny Asian travel to next? Feel free to leave me a suggestion on the comments section. 'Til next time! :)

Summer's Last Hurrah part 1 - Amalfi Coast

The weather in Amsterdam is beginning to suck and the temperature is beginning to drop. So what's a girl to do? Escape the gloominess and head over to somewhere warmer. I hope you're ready for this jelly because this is going to be one long ass post. Haha.

Positano

Our long weekend began in Positano, a cliffside village along Italy's beautiful Amalfi Coast. We went for a nice walk to get some breakfast and then we headed to the beach afterwards.

Laurito

We headed over for a late lunch at a small town called Laurito. Here we met two couples vacationing from Australia. We pretty much tagged along with them until late in the evening. We even snagged a free boat ride back to Positano (yay!) where we had some drinks and watched the sunset in a very posh-looking villa called Villa Treville.

Furore

Our initial plan was to head early to the island of Capri. But because of the crazy, giant waves, all ferry rides leaving from Positano were cancelled. So instead of going to Capri, we went to Furore to see its famous fjord (which is basically a small crack in the rocks, an ancient gorge that was a hidden place for the bandits in the past). But before we go check the Fiordo di Furore, this is a treat to all foodies out there. This is what you get if you decide to buy breakfast early in the morning from shops.

So going back to Furore...

Fiordo di Furore is like a natural port, where it is only possible to arrive by the sea side. The place is surmounted by a natural rock arch that perfectly completes the charm of this place.

Praiano

Underwhelmed by the fjord, we decided to go to Praiano for a quick lunch and a little bit of exploration. We didn't manage to go to the beach because there'd been so many tourists, most buses were full. We had to get to Sorrento after all.

Sorrento

Since there are no boats going to Capri from Praiano or Positano, we went to the tip of the boot which is Sorrento. From there, we caught a ferry to the island of Capri. I didn't take many pictures because the ride wasn't fun. I have terrible motion sickness and needless to say, was quite miserable in the ferry.

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Capri

Ah, the birthplace of the Caprese salad, the lovely island of Capri. Too bad it was raining quite a lot, we didn't get to see much of it. But for what it's worth, we ate like a king (as we did for the most part of the trip). We of course had a caprese salad (the mozarella di bufala is to die for), some grilled octopus, and I had a shrimp lemon risotto.

Sadly, the weather was so gloomy and it seemed like the rain wasn't going to stop, so we decided to head straight to Napoli. Not all ferries were running that day and to avoid the possibility of getting stuck in the island, we took the soonest ferry to Naples. But that story's for another day. :)

I hope you enjoyed my entry for today. All photos were taken using my iPhone because unfortunately, I lost the battery of my Sony NEX 5N (huhu). Nonetheless, I had fun shooting with my handy dandy iPhone. It was very convenient. Please watch out for my next entry because it's dedicated to the rough and tough city of Naples.

P.S. I'm also on Instagram (@tinyasiantravels). Please follow my adventures there as well (if you haven't already). Thanks and 'til next time! ♥

Candid Amsterdam

If you're an aspiring photographer, perhaps like me, you'll like the most egalitarian form of photography -- street photography. Anyone with a camera and the guts to take photos of strangers can practically do it. This weekend, I joined two Meetups. On Saturday, we headed over to Westerpark to take photos of the cherry blossoms and on Sunday, I joined a street photography walk. I enjoyed the latter very much although I probably won't join another street photowalk for the simple reason that people get uncomfortable when they see big ass lenses. My camera is very small and I tend to use a tiny lens so when I take street photos, it's very discreet  and unthreatening.

We went around the city center and after an hour and a half of walking, I managed to take 93 photos but ended up with only 8 that I really liked. Here are my top photos this weekend in chronological order. I wanted to post them in black and white but my boyfriend convinced me that these photos are better off in color. So without further ado, here's candid Amsterdam.

I didn't ask these gentlemen to pose for me. I just caught them at the right time -- them looking at my camera.

I didn't ask these gentlemen to pose for me. I just caught them at the right time -- them looking at my camera.

This couple was standing right in front of a colorful background, a photo of them is plain mandatory.

This couple was standing right in front of a colorful background, a photo of them is plain mandatory.

During the day, you wouldn't have a clue that this is part of the Red Light District. It looks very charming.

During the day, you wouldn't have a clue that this is part of the Red Light District. It looks very charming.

Today's money shot. I can't believe I was quick enough to capture this -- just two gentlemen taking a break in one of the alleys.

Today's money shot. I can't believe I was quick enough to capture this -- just two gentlemen taking a break in one of the alleys.

Amsterdam is a very crowded city especially on the weekends. What I love about this photo is how they are kissing like they were the only people in the world.

Amsterdam is a very crowded city especially on the weekends. What I love about this photo is how they are kissing like they were the only people in the world.

This guy is so absorbed with whatever he was reading, completely oblivious of the city buzz around him.

This guy is so absorbed with whatever he was reading, completely oblivious of the city buzz around him.

A Yoda impersonator was making a baby cry.

A Yoda impersonator was making a baby cry.

Our walk ended at the Dam Square where there's a Kermis ( ein Kirmes auf Deutsch ).

Our walk ended at the Dam Square where there's a Kermis (ein Kirmes auf Deutsch).

I'm on my way

As a child, I had this habit of making up stories in my head about strangers I meet on the streets. I think I have resumed to this old habit because it somehow makes me feel less lonesome going home to an empty apartment.


We need to get home soon, buddy. They've taken quite a long while to finish today's errands. His girlfriend called twice to check if he bought milk because they were out and whether he's walked Ruben. I have, honey. I even got you a bottle of your favorite wine. In ten minutes, we'll be home and tonight I'm going to cook your favorite dish. I will even wash the dishes. He's hoping that tonight, he will finally gather up the courage to ask her to be his wife.


Do you also wonder what goes in the head of little children? I've always imagined that they must be amused to see the world differently when they're perched on top of their parents' shoulders. Or how they must be looking forward to going home to their toys or their pet dog. Surely, they won't remember this fleeting moment tomorrow. But it's okay. They will probably have plenty more walks like this until they are too big to be carried or when hanging out with their parents start to become uncool.


Dark clouds started to roll above and tiny drops of rain began to fall. I guess it's now time for me to head home as well. I'm on my way, door number 53. I'm on my way.