Layered: A Sunset Over Sorrento

Each evening in Sorrento, I’d walk up to the rooftop of my hostel and spend an hour watching the sun disappear over the horizon. Each evening, it was slightly different but always built up of many layers: the array of different clouds suspended in front of the distant sky; the remains of plane trails that…

Waiting: The Pleasure Of Getting There

  The train journey from central Naples to the toe of Italy’s boot takes around four hours.  The trains are an excellent standard. High-speed, quiet and very comfortable. However this particular journey was my favourite for another reason: the views. As I travelled backwards, I watched the world zoom away from me. On my left,…