We walked around the site for about three hours before we gave up looking for the giant amphitheater and headed back to take the train back to Sorrento. I honestly thought I’d be more thrilled than I was to see the ruins of Pompeii, but I suppose once you’ve seen one ancient Greek/Roman ruin, you kind of seen them all. I don’t mean to sound jaded, but it’s sort of true. Pompeii looks like Delos, which looks like the Acropolis, which looks like Troy, and I’ve literally seen them all. Out of all of them though, Pompeii was the most tragic. And not because it ended tragically–though I suppose that history does add to the effect–but mostly because it is a city that just stopped in time. For the most part, it still is how it was. All of those people preserved through time, still in their final moments, their final positions and reactions. The city didn’t just fade out like all of the other ancient cities, it ended abruptly, it’s final moments preserved through centuries. That’s the most tragic thing about it.
I did however manage to take some wonderful photos, both digitally and analog with my Instax Mini, that I think captures the tragicness of the city. Pompeii is definitely a place I’d like to visit again, though I don’t think anytime soon. But I’m not completely unopposed to visiting it a second time, this time only doing the sections of the site that I missed this time around.