Except for Christoffer who slept like a baby and never even noticed that Victor kept having nightmares and woke up screaming in the darkness. I did what I could to calm him down. When I asked him the next morning what he dreamt, he simply said…"That I didn't have a face."We took off on our trip to the Isle of Capri. We saw the Blue Grotto and all the other sights the island had to offer…like the small famous harbor Marina Piccola, the Belvedere of Tragara—a high panoramic promenade lined with villa, the Faraglioni—the limestone crags called sea stacks that project above the sea, the town of Anacapri, and the ruins of the Imperial Roman villas. I found everything very interesting, especially since I had never been there before. But Victor didn't find any of it as alluring as Pompeii. He was very quiet most of the day and I wondered if something was bothering him…If it was those dreams that wouldn't leave him. Christoffer, on the other hand, seemed to enjoy this trip more than the one on the previous day.
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