Herculaneum...

...Or Ercolano, depending on how Italian you are (that's another thing, all of the Italian cities have two names, the Italian one (Firenze) and the American one (Florence). WHY?! I have no idea and it makes train travel a huge pain.).

We decided to take the bus from Pompeii, up to Mt. Vesuvius and then from there to Herculaneum. However, once we got up to the mountian it turned out that the next bus was in three hours (which is alot of time to kill on a mountain top with your fingers and toesies all frozen) so we stick it out. Plus the bonus part was that once we had waited the three or so hours a bus pulls up, turns out it's headed BACK to Pompeii, not Herculaneum. The bus that was supposed to go to Herculaneum wasn't coming because there was a football game afoot and things were "too crazy". Nice.

So we took the bus back to Pompeii and caught a train to Herculaneum for a euro or so.

We think that there might have been a trash strike because there was trash EVERYWHERE. Herculaneum was a dirty, sketchy place...
The train station at Herculaneum.
Everything was Graffitied up.

Herculaneum and Naples were both nasty dirty and not somewhere you'd want to be caught outdoors at night in.

These are the ruins in the foreground and the newer actually inhabited buildings are at the back. The funny (and slightly sad) thing was that the inhabited buildings looked just like the ruins.

Tiles in the mens bath-house... I liked the tiles in the women's area better but my cammera died before I could get a picture. I'll have to swipe them later...