Drew and I were met by Branko and
Maggie at Comiso airport on a sunny Saturday afternoon. We quickly
got caught up on our way drive to Marina di Ragusa, stopping to
provision on the way.
We had planned to make this trip a
combined visit on the boat plus side trips around the island, so we
settled in on Water Hobo, where we started making plans over a dinner
of delicious pizzas from the local pizzeria.
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Starting out in Ragusa |
The next day, we took a day trip out to
Modica, a Unesco heritage town, rich with beautiful colour and
architecture. It was a beautiful sunny Sunday, and lots of people and
families were taking in the day, walking around. We saw several
groups of young men (soccer players perhaps?), dressed in identical
team-like sweaters, and a playful group of 4 allowed me to take their
picture against the beautiful backdrop of the city rising into the
hills. We wandered around, taking in views of the churches and the
history, and sampled some chocolate along the way. We continued on to
Ragusa Ibla, admiring the baroque style of architecture that had been
meticulously restored after a devastating earthquake.
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Modica, everyone loves a pic |
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Modica |
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Ibla di Ragusa |
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Ibla di Ragusa |
On the drive out, we caught some great
views of the ancient ruins of Agrigento, but decided that there was
not enough time to take them in on this trip. After a brief stop in
Sciacca we continued on to the beautiful seaside town of Marsala. We
were early for our arrival at our accommodation, so took in a
cappuccino and the views of the sea. Our initial attempt to locate
the apartment using GPS was futile, but our host Vito was very quick
to meet and guide us in. We were thrilled with the lovely setting of
the apartment, with orange trees, pretty gardens, and Italian marble
completing the scene. We had the use of the owner’s charcoal
barbeque, so settled in for an evening of a delicious meal, wine,
music (Branko’s guitar), and an ongoing euchre tournament. Maggie
and I are in fierce competition against Branko and Drew, and were
determined to defend our title….more on this later.
We set out in the morning, with several
towns to visit throughout the day. We entered the gates of the old
town of Marsala, where the pedestrian-friendly street took us through
mainly baroque-style buildings. While I was in the post office, Drew
found and photographed a very cool display of vintage WWII
motorcycles.
A local cat that had been out basking
in the sun enjoyed a friendly scratch behind the ears from Branko. As
we kept walking, we looked back a few times, and found Branko’s new
buddy following along a few steps behind, apparently looking for
more, and was happily obliged.
The highlight of Erice came when Branko
walked ahead and found an ancient Norman castle. We followed up and
were treated to dramatic views of the sea and coastline below. By
this time, the clouds had cleared, making the scene even more
picturesque.
We wound our way down from Erice and
headed to Salemi, our final destination of the day. Salemi is a small
working town, and Maggie and I walked and explored a little, while
Drew and Branko took a rest stop in the car. During the walk, we
found some interesting architecture and ruins. After a brief stop, we
went back to the car, bound for another night in our Marsala villa.
The inland roads were quite challenging
at times, and avoiding the “white” roads on the maps was
generally the course that we took, since those roads could be rough
and unpredictable. That was the case until we met an impassable
roadblock on the main road. Rather than double back, Drew ran ahead
to check the path of a narrow white road, and other than a
significant bump about halfway down, we found our way safely back to
a main road…..whew!
Back at the boat, the weather suddenly
took centre stage, as steady high winds swooped in. We hunkered down
for the duration, making sure that all was secure. The surf that was
churned up as a result was quite spectacular. The weather settled
down enough after a day or so, allowing for our last road trip of
this visit.
Our destinations this time were north
and east to Taormina and Catania. Taormina is another Sicilian gem,
high on a hill and full of panoramic views. We wandered around the
streets, admiring the well-restored buildings and architecture, and
the many local shops.
The rain was not letting up, and hunger
prevailed so we finally decided to just go for it. We raced to a
quaint little family run restaurant, where the mom (Maria), seated
us. Her son Eduardo came and introduced himself to us, and after
chatting about his style of cuisine (Roman cooking versus Sicilian),
treated us to several delicious homemade pasta dishes.
The next morning, it was still raining,
but we decided to swing by the Catania market anyway. A number of
vendors were open for business, but many of the market stalls were
vacant due to the conditions. Maggie and I were able to get a few
photos, and bought some sandwiches and treats for the ride home. We
headed back to Ragusa, where there had been a severe storm advisory
the evening before It was a relief to find on our return that all was
safe.
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Terri in Catania |
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Catania fish market |
Our final time back on the boat wound
down as we readied for the journey back to Rome and then home. The
euchre tournament that night ended with a tie between the boys and
the girls…a nice way to end until the next time! Thanks again
Maggie and Branko!
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