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Curiosity killed the cat

Quiet this time not about cats, is that like many cats die from curiosity, some people also. In this case I am referring to Pliny the Elder.

If we listen to what his nephew, Pliny the Younger, has in some letters, when there was the eruption of Vesuvius, his uncle commanded the Roman fleet stationed at Miseno and from there you could see a large cloud that arose seemed a mountain rising to the sky high changing height and color and sometimes white and sometimes saw darkened until it becomes black.

All watched with curiosity and Pliny thought it would be very interesting to watch the phenomenon more closely and without thinking twice ordered him to prepare a fast ship to go by sea to the place where the column is smoke. When I was about to board, receives a message from some friends which they resided at the foot of the mountain and they had no escape to be able to do so by sea. So somewhat disguised their curiosity about the phenomenon with the heroic rescue some friends helping out a desperate situation so they can save their lives.

But fate unwisely helped by showing some people end up triggering the tragedy. Rage of Vesuvius had been infected with the sea to be shaking like crazy by earthquakes, and wind blowing onshore hampering departure of the boats. And while all that was left in a hurry in the area, Pliny command of their ships were heading to the disaster site with the intention of seeing the phenomenon of near and save those who could. As they approached the coast began to fall on the ash and stone vessels increased making it difficult to approach the beach, so he decided to change course despite the advice given him by the pilot to pull back and come out of there as soon as possible, he, feeling more of a hero than ever, ordered the course change and head home from Pomponiano Stabiae.

This was seeing things all their belongings were loaded on boats and just hoping the wind change in a hurry to leave leaving that hell. The wind prevented Pomponiano pushed out to Pliny to the coast. They met, hugged and Pliny tried to calm and it behaved as if the danger were not so great. Calls to his slaves that will prepare the bath, then dinner and then quietly retire to bed.

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unstoppable lava and fires down multiplied, but Pliny was determined not to see the danger trying to convince everyone that they were bonfires left by the peasants in their flight. But not only was the fire that posed a threat, the worst beginning to be the large amount of ash that covered everything at high speed. And if this were not enough, the earthquakes were afraid that the buildings collapsed so they decided to wait outside where the danger was not minor.

And I say that it was less because the shower of stones was being forced to put large pillows tied to the head that they would avoid a bump. Imagine for a moment the scene caught on the coast without being able to ship for the sea and wind prevented him, earth movements that were threatening the stability of the buildings massive ash fall could not breathe and that little is mislead left them buried, dark growing prevented them from seeing a few feet until became such that nothing could be seen, providing more than fear terror increased when they heard the screams of each other trying to locate family and friends.

Pliny, perhaps the most serene of all, I decided to approach the beach to see if they could get out, but the sea he made it clear that no, nothing escapes by sea, were in a trap and there would. Suddenly our hero began to feel ill, called fresh water and leaned back a moment and then trying to recover with the help of two slaves managed to get up but only for a moment, he collapsed and did not get up and found him there days later. Its curious to see about the phenomenon and its desire to heroism cost him a great price. Your life.

For many years the ashes and silence reigned in Pompeii, then invented and tourism its streets, buildings or what's left of them are filled with noise every day but when the tourists leave with their cameras and their voices, emptiness and silence returns to take over the city.

Its cobbled streets lined with dilapidated buildings that may long for their former inhabitants.

these streets provided with pedestrian crossings to facilitate the shift from side to side

the much traveled road to the forum

are also silent bakery and cereal mills

and not just the bakery, the Macellum which was the great market hall in the center

was a fountain to wash fish

and forum was the heart of the city

with its temple dedicated to Jupiter

and spas where dusty still can see these telamons that frame the niches in the tepidarium, warm room that had a bronze brazier

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silent but fierce attitude is the dog tied to the string that keeps the house of the Tragic Poet, one beautiful mosaic with the inscription Cave Canem (beware of the dog)

what is left of those buildings that embellished luxury the city? One of the best was The House of the Faun, whose name was given because one of its courts had a faun who seemed to greet with joy inviting you to everyone who passed. We can still see it there as if time had stopped driving to the reception room paved with a mosaic depicting the Battle of Issus