This is because in 17 AD the entire city was petrified, frozen in time by the explosion of Mt Vesuvius. In a few short hours, the city and all
its inhabitants that didnt escape to the sea were
dead, frozen in time in the exact position they died in. There are actual bodies that have been uncovered in tortured positions, some couples, some mothers with children... really haunting.

It was so powerful to walk through this city that still had door knobs in some case and window frames, and have a feeling like you could relate to the people that lived there. I mean, we are all so
human, no matter where we are or when we lived. These people who lived 2800 years before us inhabited this little city and got up every morning to go to work in order to feed their families. They all felt hunger, a sense of family connections, the need for a higher power to make some sense of life for them; they sinned the same way, and sought forgiveness the same way. So crazy to think about, how human we are.
Ok so that was dramatic, but it was such a strange experience! The scenery was absolutely amazing, with Mt Vesuvius (or what's left of it) just looming in the background.
I could honestly go on and on about every one of these pictures, but I'm just doing a quick post on this weekends' trips!
Next up, Paestum!
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