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Today was an on-again-off-again sort of day. The morning started innocently enough, I was excited at the prospect of moving to a new location, and I had a belly full of tasty, tasty breakfast, thanks to the guys at XXMiglia. On to the train station, where we knew we were going to be on the slow train to Palermo, but it afforded beautiful views of the coastal towns, white sand beaches and crystal blue waters, so the reward ...
... market 4 fish etc. Find marvels as we walk. Churches, fountains, statues n monuments.
Lunch in local - go here 4 pizza, here 4 other dishes n here 4 drinks - only the italians can make it so complicated!
The church/duomo/palace is amazing u r astounded by Catholicism.
The mosaics, n opulence r amazing.
Full day of churches n markets n palaces.
Today we caught the train to Cefalu' a smallish seaside village I ...
... back to the apartment to get sorted for the next day. Tomorrow Alyson and I are catching the bus to Catania then flying to Malta tomorrow night. Beth Chelsea and Tara are flying to Tunisia so it's the last time I'll see them until I get back to NZ :( we had such a good time in Sicily together and looking forward to the next adventure tomorrow! My bag tags are all updated and my hand luggage has a few spare clothes just in a ...
... thought one of the waiters ‘cute’ (ppfft!) and shared her opinion with her mother who urged her daughter not to leave without a phone number. She failed to deploy when the moment came but Maria stepped in and obtained the digits, the duo all giggles. I tried to imagine my dad and high-school me in the same situation. What if we were at a restaurant and I asked for his help in procuring that hottie’s number because I found her incredibly sexy? Would we fist bump if ...
... far?” she enquired as she leaned forward, facing me, seated higher on a swivel chair. God almighty, where was I to look, she was spilling everywhere.
“I was all hot and sweaty from the sun so I returned to the hostel. But the gardens and theatre were great” I replied, trying to keep my chin up. Damn they were a sweet pair.
“I’m hot and sweaty too” she proclaimed as she mockingly fanned herself with a Taormina tourist ...