Hotel Villa D'Amato
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... a few feet was an exercise in slide control. By now, having lost faith in the all-knowing Gods-of-Google, we decided I would search out our lodgings on foot (and maybe get some help from them) and Karen would stay with the car.
Without a paper map of town and armed only with the now discredited Google Maps (and a dying phone battery) I started off though the impossibly winding streets, passageways and blind alleys in search of ...
... beautiful. We had a delicious lunch, mine was grilled calamari and salad. In the afternoon we were back as the larger group and driven to Monreale, a hill on the edge of Palermo. The cathedral here was another spectacular example of the mixed styles, to reflect the acceptance of the people from different backgrounds, historically Greeks and ...
... up, the surrounding shops altered and several actors taking a break from filming a Mussolini period war movie. A few of us had lunch at an outdoor cafe under the trees, although our chairs were at various angles on the cobblestones! We visited salt pans at Traponi, where there are still some working windmills and the waterbirds such as flamingos take advantage of the shallow ...
... areas there are many shops and outdoor restaurants and throngs of pedestrians. A fun area was the Ballarò Street Market which was a short distance from our hotel. I am sure you could buy almost any food item there including whole slaughtered goats or lamb and some stuff we didn't recognize. We had an early dinner of mussels, veal and sea bass as we need to be up at 4AM to get to the Palermo airport for our flight back to ...
... a perfectly focused fakie (fake selfie) of me with the topless girls in the background that I urgently whatsapped to the boys back home.
Up the million steps at the bus stop atop Positano, the two of us waited for the SITA shuttle to take us to Amalfi, a 45 minute drive further south along the arresting, meandering coast road. The bus dropped us at the main roundabout by the waterfront which thankfully meant that there wasn’t any climbing to be done. We had ...