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About Naples

Oh, and the oils – some smell like pine, reminds me of taiga. Happy as hell then. Personal quirk? I hum old war songs while they knead. Weird, I know. Disorderly? Hell yeah, life’s chaos, massage ain’t perfect either. Knots pop, you grunt, it’s war on stiffness. “Living’s no picnic,” film says – but this? Close enough. Try it, tovarisch – beats a cold shower!

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We made sure we took advantage of the thermal centre on the property and particularly enjoyed the Kneipp pools and the hydro massage pool.

First stop? A cute little café on Piazza della Repubblica. I grab a cornetto and a cappuccino. The barista, this old dude, gives me a wink. I’m like, “Dude, I’m not that cute.” But he insists. I mean, who doesn’t love a little ego boost, right?

(PDF) Transformations and Permanences of landscape and architecture: the Minerva Tower of Punta Campanella in the Sorrento-Amalfi Peninsula