While we watched an Italian game show, we packed. So it was extra easy the next morning to take off after breakfast. Of course that was after I spilled a whole bottle of water on the breakfast counter “ho sbagliato!”  (oops) Linate is always the super facile airport.  It’s like venti minuti – twenty minutes to be there, super easy everything.   The plane was fast and we arrived at Napoli.   Così pazzo.  So nuts there.  Thousands of people. Our driver found us.  Paola.  Come si aspetterebbe— As one might expect there were at least six quasi-incidenti – almost-accidents before we even emerged from the parking lot.   We chatted in Italian for the whole more-than-an-hour.  She drove…