Hotel Hostel Firenze
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TravelPod Member ReviewsHotel Hostel Firenze Palermo
This town is the crappiest town in the Western world I've ever visited, and the hostel is a microcosm of that. Seems like it could be great if anyone cared enough to keep it up. Nobody cares, and it rots away. Don't stay here, but better yet--don't come to this city.
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... finally looking up, and our stomachs were satisfied.
Finally, we headed back to the hotel and, NO PROBLEM! It turns out that the mean nonna had just been babysitting the place, and her daughter was the real owner and MUCH more understaning. We were even sorry we would be missing out on breakfast tomorrow, due to our early checkout and imminent trip to Agrigento.
Once again, the bed felt REAL good.
... 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
... box, where Al Pacino sat during the movie. Palermo's opera house is the largest in Italy and the 3rd largest in the world.
In the afternoon, we took a bus up to Monreale, a city on a hill above Palermo. It is most known for it's beautiful Duomo which was built in 1147. We climbed to the top and had some beautiful views of the city below. When we got down, there was a wedding taking place in the cathedral. Apparently ...
Like last evening, the grand plan was to watch the 10 pm game at O’seven, that 90 minute decimation of Spain by the Netherlands. I recruited Daphne into my agenda and she agreed to accompany me for a while, mindful of her closing time and on the way out came across Wendy who promised to join us after a shower. The university trio were blinging up for a party at Messina.
Daphne had been on an Etna excursion as well but with a parallel adventure ...
... but verdant islet under Taormina’s nose, loosely connected to the beach on the mainland by a narrow pebbly isthmus, centred in a sweeping bay of transparent blue water. I rode a cable car down to the coast (3 Euro one way) and walked the short distance from the cable car station to the popular beach and islet, settling down on the uncomfortable pebbles in a shady spot away from the crowds. I read a little, swam a little, slept a little and rode the cable car back up to ...