Not taking a school trip

For the last eight years or so I have taken a school trip (or voyage scolaire) to the Bay of Naples and Pompeii. This has been for Latinists aged 14 or so (our 4th year) in their second year of Latin. They are familiar with Pompeii through the Cambridge Latin Course Book 1 and are pleased to see some of the locations in which the stories about Caecilius and Quintus take place. A trip to this area can also take in Mount Vesuvius, Herculaneum, the Archaeological Museum in Naples, the Campi Flegrei, the Villa Oplontis and Paestum. Over the years the visits have evolved, both improving and declining. Visits to Herculaneum have improved a lot with a new car park for the bus, and no longer a need to walk a perilous distance to the site entrance. New excavations are also tantalisingly close: the Villa dei Papiri almost within sight of the traditional excavations. Pompeii is often as frustrating as ever with the House of the Vettii still closed after many years of restoration. Every year for the last four I have asked at the entrance “Is the House of the Vetti open?” Always the reply is “sempre chiusa.” Last year I was told the restaurant was also closed because of a dispute over the franchise. I didn’t dare ask any further about that. Who has the concession over coffee in Pompeii? Vesuvius is always a good excursion, although the weather can make this a bit uncertain as it will be closed if it is cloudy. Even the usually dependable Solfatara had changed last year. This live volcano near Pozzuoli is a winner with school pupils especially if they were taken around by Bruno. He must have been in his seventies, a retired teacher by my estimation who spoke good French and always amused and informed my pupils, showing them the volcanic phenomena of the region with a twinkle of enthusiasm. But last year I was told he was no longer available and school visits had to make special arrangements.

So this year I have said no. The demands of taking 30 14 year olds away have finally proved too much. I very much enjoy teaching lessons on the spot: talking about gladiators in the amphitheatre itself; giving a lecture on Vitruvius’ analysis of the Doric order in front of one the temples at Paestum; speculating on who lived in the Villa Oplontis in one of the bedrooms; showing the extent of the eruption by the wall of volcanic material rising up in front of the site at Herculaneum. But when we get back to the hotel at 18.30 or so the day has not finished and will continue through dinner (Are they all eating enough? Are they behaving at table?) and the evening (How to occupy them until bedtime?) and the night (Who is making that noise at 03.00? Are they all in their rooms?). The responsibilities of keeping them all safe, well, fed, healthy, getting enough sleep) are just too much, when parents are now so demanding over the safety aspects, the cost and their need to be constantly informed about the welfare of their offspring. (Can we have your mobile number? You will make sure it is switched on at all times?) I have begun to wonder if it is safe to let them go off for half an hour in Naples. Probably not, but they do have to learn to cope with different places. So for my pupils I shall have to leave to someone else the responsibility of giving them the experience of seeing the Bay of Naples with its ancient past and controversial present.