The road from Marsala to Ragusa (which passes through Agrigento, home to The Valley of the Temples) leaves a lot to be desired. A lot. There are countless bridges, most quite long, perhaps 2km or 3km, that span the countless hills and valleys that blanket the inner countryside of Sicily. The bridges themselves, or should…
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Busiate, a very cold night, and Vintage Marsala (Sicily Part 2)
Ok, so where was I, oh yeah, I was in a tiny airport (think smaller) in the middle of nowhere on a cold, wet and very windy Sunday with no car, no driving license and a greatly deflated spirit. But, I was told “someone local” might be willing to rent me a car, I had…
I cut myself shaving (Sicily part 1)
The day began like any other, I suppose, get out of bed, shower, shave — errrr, crash! For some inexplicable reason (though carelessness is probably at the top of the list), I cut myself shaving. But it wasn’t just any cut you see, this one had me lying down, with pressure on it for over…
In the (wine) heart of Sicilia, Etna mountain
It’s been many days since my last post (I’ve had virtually no WiFi, even though everyone’s advertised they had it). A great many things have gone bad, but still, the good outweighs the bad. It’s nearly 17,30hrs now, and soon the sun will set upon this little village of Randazzo, a vibrant place, full of…