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Literally, by ourselves. We got to dinner around 9 pm and thought we were late - but then remembered that most people don't eat until after 10 here. Their day is perfect - work from 9-1, siesta from 1-5, work from 5-8. It rocks!!! Except that there is not one store or restaurant open from 1-4 which stinks, and not even one person walking around (except us damn tourists)! But it still makes for very happy people. Anyway, another couple arrived at our restaurant around 10 to ruin our fun - but they sat far away. I ordered steak (who orders steak in Italy?) and Patrick got the "freshly fished fish" (say that three times fast). It came out whole, and embarrassed Patrick had to send it back to get filleted. He said it was delicious!!! We then walked to the town center (which was bumping for a Monday night - but apparently is crazy every night!) and got some gelato from the place Denny recommended. It was SOOOOOOOO good. The best I've had. We walked around and enjoyed the celebration a bit but then back to bed for an early trip to Pompeii the next morning.
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