Politeama Palace Hotel
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- TV Channel One Russia
- Room service
- Pets allowed
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... them for over a thousand years), and the fact that Sicily was an economic backwater for the first two centuries of the industrial revolution. The amazing mosaics of the Norman basilica at Monreale have survived 1000 years partly because the cathedral has been in continuous use that entire time, and maybe they didn't have the budget for much remodeling. Regardless the causes, at times I felt I was in the middle of a great big 10,000 square mile ...
... 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 ...
... I particularly enjoyed the occasion when two talented street musicians, one on the accordion and the other on guitar, sauntered into the restaurant and sang for the patrons taking lunch, all of us summarily swooped by the high octane environment created by the duo as we sang along with gusto to popular Italian songs. Me too, the morose monkey that I am, would have contributed vocally if I had known the words but instead clapped ferociously as I kept beat and tipped them ...