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Arrivederci al Prossimo Viaggio
... had set up to play cards in the park on makeshift tables, some men sitting and more men surrounding them, looking over their shoulders. Some of the men were dressed in suits, and one waved at me while I took a photo. We traced our way back to the cathedral then wound our way back from there to the Capo market area. This was a cacophony of colors and smells – fish vendors with whole octopus and buckets of sardines next to spice vendors ...
Hanging with the Mafia!
... bad weather! What a bugger! However it was planning to leave tomorrow night…. This threw our plans out slightly so we found an internet café to sort out what the hell we were going to do. We found a ferry that ran from Palermo (1.5 hours away from where we were in Trapani) to Genova (where we eventually needed to get to) in two nights time. This will have to do we thought! We decided to stay in Trapani tonight have a look around then head to Palermo tomorrow for a day and ...
Another Day, Another Sicily
... hour later than we might have preferred—at the Hotel Moderna for a lunch of bruschetta, pasta, veal and peppers with onions, and a dessert of fruit and strawberry gelato. Our lunch companions of Michael from Essex, England, Nick and Jo from Houston, Texas, and James and Ricky (James’ sister) from Brisbane contributed to a lively conversation. Michael is described by Gloria as a cross between a garden gnome and one of Matt ...
Palermo and Monreale
... of Baroque, the confectionary that is San Giuseppe dei Teatini. Whatever space inside could be adorned by cherubs, bouquets and curls is done so doubly. It's an acquired taste.
At night Palermo is a grid of thoroughfares with closed shops and few pedestrians, a network of dimly lit and disquieting streets, littered and somewhat sinister to the visitor. With a good map, it's worth seeking ...
Back in Cefalù
Dogs bark and a cockerel crows to wake us early. From our distance, we can't see the previous night's fire damage but the acrid scent of singed ground is on the air. Terre di Himera is smack in the middle of the countryside but it's too far to walk to the Madonie park and its pretty hill villages.
Fabrizio, our co-host rescues ...