A Lebanese friend of mine once aptly described Naples, Italy to me as “Beirut without the bombs.”
Naples, Italy–chaotic, dirty, loud, steamy–is a city of pure spectacle. It is one of my favorite cities in the world. My Milanese friends laugh and tell me I’m crazy, but I’m in love with Napoli. Maybe it’s my Southern upbringing, my love of the sea, or my appreciation for dark humor and beauty in unexpected places, but I feel at home in Naples. Whatever the reason, I relish the city’s chaos, its rhythm, and its fascinating nooks and crannies.
Nearly anyone who’s ever visited Napoli has a story, and some of them, unfortunately, contribute to its reputation as a city full of shady characters. I can tell my own tales, including having to move a heavy piece of furniture in front of a hotel room door, but I’ll save those for another time. Trust me: You will not be bored in Naples.
In its artistic traditions, Napoli embodies all the sophistication, originality, and unbridled exuberance of Italian culture: cameos, Capodimonte porcelain, coral jewelry, copper and wrought iron, fantastic nativity and religious figures crafted of papier-mâché (the city’s famous presepe and pastore).
Italians have a wonderful expression–“Che dramma napoletano!” (What a Neopolitan drama!)–and I can think of no other word that’s more perfect than “drama” to sum up this wonderful city.
Recently I shared some of my favorite haunts in Napoli with Departures Magazine. Click here to see them.