Astoria Palace Hotel
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... agent at the train station was super-nice about the whole process, suggested return tickets and OPEN ones at that, and even spoke to us in English! It felt somewhat more comforting when walk away with a concrete travel intinerary in hand. Finally, we had a solution, and not just another problem to solve.
Next, supper - why should we worry about a hotel that we are possibly locked out of on an empty stomach? ...
... to visit 4 10 years. Fantastic!!
First of course the duomo, then lunch under the grape vine, then the castillo.
Then hit the waves, what a fabulous day.
After returning to Palermo drinks at the first bar,
A large beer and what seemed like a pint of gin n a dash of tonic 4 jen n I.
Ended day with a lovely meal n a gelato n Canelo at our local gelataria.
Its tough but we r hanging in there.
Ann nJeff xxx
... a few snaps with our new friends we continued the walk to the station. As we approached Cefalu around the coast on the train we got stunning views of the town but it was too hard to take photos through the dirty train windows. When we arrived we followed the signs which led us down to the beach. It was so pretty and way less packed than Mondello beach. It was so hot so we were dying for a swim. It was so much easier to ...
... Not a possibility, I concluded and chuckled over the disciplinary whack that would have been administered. Different culture. Different era.
I returned to the hostel at 6 pm to find the three empty beds in my dorm assigned to Tommaso, Giuseppe and his girlfriend, all of them university students from Catania, and volunteers at the Taormina Film Festival beginning the next day. I watched Cameroun play Mexico on the tele at the hostel kitchen and when I went to shower ...
... ever had a good looker near you? No. No. Not ever. Come to Italy, travel by train and claim your redemption.
Travelling south along the coast, the locomotive unwavered in its commitment to the sea, always by the water as it pierced the hills and glided over the valleys that stood in its way. At Villa San Giovanni they put the whole damn train in the belly of a ferry and sailed it across the strait to Messina, its counterpart on the Sicilian shore. On the ferry, I ...