Leaving Italy ?

What I liked:in  Meta, Luigi, Rosaria (best pizza), bells and roosters that punctuate time, going  to the  cliff to admire the view, Antonietta (the coolest nonna). In Naples, I loved the energy of the city that overflowed, observing the students of the University. In  Pompeii, immersing myself in the life of a city from the past, remembering  that art is a visceral need of humanity (and perhaps the only thing that can save humanity), hearing  an opera song. On the Amalfi Coast, the view from the road between Sorrento and Amalfi. Seeing dolphins having fun following   a small boat from the road. Seeing how the Italians seem to constantly portray small moments of everyday life: the woman who protested strongly to the ticket seller for minutes, and then goes back, as an encore. The elegance of female cops  (which gives almost want to become one).

What I did not like: Leaving Meta  after a week, I already felt  at home. Sorrento, far too touristy. Capri: too many tourists, too, although I can see why it once attracted people. I find myself in the awkward position of the tourist understanding why the  citizens of Venice protest to reclaim their city. The nonna who counts his money behind the counter and is not very nice with her granddaughter doing all the work.

I am now on route to Sicily. And many claim this is a different country (anyway, this is what an Italian friend of mine in New Zealand claims).