Many many moons ago (79AD, in fact) Mt Vesuvius spewed forth it's boiling belly some 33km into the sky, and out over the nearby bustling cities of Pompeii and Herculaneum. The residents who weathered the initial ash and smoke deluge where smothered by the pyroclastic flow travelling at around 100km/h down the side of the mountain.
Pretty powerful stuff.
And the volcano is still active, most recently explosive in 1944, so it is considered to be one of the worlds most dangerous given it's proximity to the sprawling metropolis of Naples (or rather Naples' proximity to it).
Kids love that sort of thing, so I think mine were a little more enamoured with climbing the active volcano, than they were walking through the cobbled streets of Pompeii.
India really just wanted to dance in the clouds that kept wafting past us.
so she did
Nice to see out of the two shops at the top of the mountain, one was a wine vendor. After considerable exercise walking up there, and it still being mid-morning....
Well, it is Italy after all.
And actually, it wasn't a bad drink at all.