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'A TRIP TO EUROPE" Third article in the series by Miss Margaret Laundys "See Naples and die", I hope the author of this phrase was referring to the surrounding country and the Mediterranean rather than the city itself which in many ways is an eyesore with its dirty streets and beggars. However its an excellent head- quarters for the tourist to take excursions in all directions. To the north is Pisa, famous for its leaning tower, one of the seven wonders of the world. To the south lies Mt. Vesuvius one of the only three active volcanves in Europe; and at its foot Pompeii, the excavated Roman City which was buried in. 79 B.C. by an eruption from the mountain. eo, But I think the loneliest excursion of any was along the Amalfi Coast stretching south from the Bay of Naples. The narrow winding road hugged the cliff 1,000 feet above the sea, giving us an unlimited view. The sun high in the cloudless sky spread dazzling patches of silver over the broad expanse of ocean below us. We stopped for lunch at Hotel Capuchini, once a monestary, built on a steppe in the cliff high above the road and accessible only by an outside elevator, Growing in its very restricted but attractive garden were palms, oranges, lemons and persimmons. After lunch we drove on, past Salerno, sheltered in a wide cove where the 5th Army landed in 1943, to Sorr- ento a lovely little town made famous by that hit tune "Come Back to Sorrento". Capri, 18 miles by sea from Naples, rings a romantic note for all of us I think. Here Esther Williams, Gracie Fields, and King Farouk pop down to their villas to relax and enjoy the beauty and the sun. We didn't see them but we did see their villas. (Missed Farouk by 10 days). Capri is a very small island only 9 miles around, 'rocky but beautiful, and rising abruptly into Mt. Solars in the centre of the island. From Anacapri, a small town on its side, we went by chair lift to the top of the mountain anticipating a wonderful view. Instead we rose right into a heavy fog hanging about the summit, so thick that I couldn't see Kath in the chair ahead of me, We came down ringing wet with nothing gained but a good laugh. A motor launch took us along the steeply cliffed side of the island to the "Blue Grotto" where we transferred into row boats and were told to lie flat on the. bottom in order to get thro the narrow en- trance. (cont. on next col.) Se Page 5 "A TRIP TO EUROPE" (cont. ) . Inside the grotto was dark, lit only by the beautiful luminous blue of the water -the black figures in the other boats silhouetted against it. The guide told us to dip our hands into the water and they too "shone", The illumination is said to be due to the reflection of the sun on the rocks below the surface and is quite a phenomenon, From Naples wé started on our re- turn journey which would eventually take us to England, By train and bus we trave- lled back through Rome to Genoa and along the Italian Riviera into France, Here we passed through the principality of Monaco ruled by the Prince of Monte Carlo and famous for its gambling casino, About 30 miles from here is Nice centre =f the French Riviera or Cote d'Azur, the Mediterr- anean rolling in along its shore, its streets bordered with date and banana palms, What a place to relax and enjoy the warm November sun. We didn't want to leave-- ever} Ore day on the street we saw tro girls in heavy Siwash sweaters and tams with CANADA printed across their backs, We hailed them like long lost friends and found they were school teachers from Vancouver hitch-hiking along the coast into Italy, Since then we have corresponded and saw them on several occasions in England sc that we really can call them friends now. In the mountains just behind Nice is a town very important to French economy and that is Grasse, one of the largest of the perfume centres. On the way up to the town the hills were torracesa with gardens of jasmine, roses, orange groves, vilets and carnations grown by the perfumeries for their blossoms, We were shown through the factory and then hustled into the salesroom where we were squirted, dabbed, dabbed and sprayed with so many varieties of perfume thatwe just couldn't distinguish one smell from another and reeked for days afterwards, In fact when we waled into "Charlies Ole", a small English restaurant on.one of the side streets in Nice for supper that night, the waiter remarked,"lts easy to smell where you've toured today." Well, what with money getting scarce and winter ccming on we headed back to Paris hoping to get work in the American Hospital. Much to our sorrow we found it was necessary to be bilingi2 to nurse there; so off we went bag and baggage across the English Channel to London, What a treat (cont. on pages _)