When I travel, I love to go off on walks by myself, never knowing what I might find. Here in Napoli, I was wandering around (knowing that I wanted to somehow get to the chapel that housed a Caravaggio painting I'd never seen -- more on this in tomorrow's blog) and came across a slow food/local-and-sustainable farmers market in the forecourt of the cathedral. Look at this vendor (with his single Michael Jackson glove) lovingly slicing his prosciutto. It looked as if there were lots of sales. And, once again, I was a tourist without a kitchen to prepare any of the beautiful offerings.