The birthplace of PIZZA: Naples

As the closest major city next to the Amalfi Coast, you expect something out of Naples. But it really isn't what you expect at all if that makes any sense. Prior to the trip, I mostly knew Naples as the birthplace of pizza. As our time in Naples came closer, we continually heard the same warning, from locals and tourists, be very careful, wear no jewelry, hold on to you things and don't go out after dark. Reassuring right? Our driver back from Positano goes "Sorrento peaceful, easy. Napoli, mini gangs, people everywhere."   While we didn't across "mini-gangs" (fortunately and not to our knowledge), our less than 24 hour experience in Naples was somewhat memorable, i.e. we had a lot of amazing pizza. True to reviews, it's unfortunate to see an Italian city so dirty and congested. People are everywhere and you are literally forcing yourself to cross the road regardless of oncoming traffic (your nonverbals must scream "I own this!). A couple of times we even shared the sidewalk with a motorcycle who was trying to bypass street traffic.   After awhile, an overwhelming feeling of "Does it end? When does it get better?" It never seemed to jn the areas we walked through.   The pizza helped forget the outsidd as we devoured the freshed made pizza with cheese that stretched and stretched. Parimal retracts his claim of the pizza in Como being the best with saying that he had the best pizza ever in Napoli. Pictures to come of the excitment of this deliciousness that was experienced.   Off to our last city... The big one, ROMA!