Shades of the Temple of Concord, Valley of the Temples, Agrigento
With the crowing of the Fattoria Mose’s rooster, we woke to sounds of a working farm. Soon we were out into the light and air of a day that had the feel of a looming weather change. We strolled around the farm seeing a wide variety of animals in the pens and trees in the orchards.
Ragusa Superiore in the morning light
The morning quiet in Ragusa was broken by the clang of the bells from the nearby Duomo San Giorgio. No need for an alarm clock here! When the bells fell silent, the only the sounds that remained were from the birds, the braying donkeys in the distance, and small, slowly moving vehicles collecting garbage and making the local deliveries.
Syracuse in the morning light
Our morning tours continued with the pastel, hazy sun rise in Siracusa. We were a bit sore and stiff from our run down the slopes of Etna, but creaks and pops and all; we forced ourselves up and out into the light. (more…)
The Italian autostrada
I’m going to take a break from the trip account to talk about something we did a lot of on this trip—drive. Now we love taking the train and public transportation when we travel abroad. It would be our preference. Public transit is frequently more relaxing, more involving, and often gives us a better sense of the place we visit. But, as we get further away from the city centers, using public transit just takes too much time out of a short trip to be practical. And, of course, there is the issue of transporting the jumble of bags that we bring along on the trip. Perhaps we could pack lighter. It’s not like we carry a lot of clothes and, God knows, we can’t reduce the extensive collection of personal electronics and the 17.4 lbs of travel books that we typically carry. So, renting a car it is.
The smoking gun: Mt. Etna panorama
Moving to the slopes of Mt. Etna yesterday let us casually sort out our volcano tour options in the bright light and crisp air of the morning. If you are interested, more information about the tour choices and (more…)
Piazza IX Aprile and San Giuseppe in Taormina in the morning light (panorama)
We woke early to try and catch Taormina without the crush of people lining its streets. In the morning light, we found the streets near empty with only a few small delivery vehicles and street cleaners occupying (more…)
Matera in the morning before our departure
In the morning we departed for the drive to Sicily. We somehow navigated through a tangle of road closures in Baslicata. Eventually we worked our way to the autostrada and into Calabria, the southern most province of the mainland portion of Italy that includes the toe of the boot.