Oh lord, the fourth day. It saddens me to say that this was my least favourite day. Honestly, Naples is not for me. Naples can either go from gigantic castles, to dead mice in the street in no time. I mean, even some of the castles and churches were falling apart. It was sad, really. It used to be a really important city, but now it's just decadent... Graffitis all over the city's most important church, garbage all over the sidewalks, and just so so much poverty. I left that place with a lump in my throat. I saw an old man without shoes sleeping on a bench, an old lady crying, her face full of scars, a man with no toes, a woman with that condition that makes you have huge tumors that make it impossible for you to even move (that was the most shocking, she couldn't even wear pants nor underwear due to her condition...). I must sound like a spoiled little girl, but I really am not, but I just hadn't seen so much poverty and decrepitation in just one day...
The church from the middle is the church I was talking about. It's pilars are full of graffiti saying stuff like "Justin Bieber saved my life <333" and stupif crap like that. Seriously? In a church? I'm not even christian, but where is your respect? Obviously there were good aspects about the city, I still went there 3 more times during those weeks, but it just wasn't my cup of tea...
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