Staying at the Hilton was really comfortable, I loved the bed! Walking around the sights and city you would be asked to buy many various items from hawkers such as umbrellas, messages, scarfs, jewelry, anything they could carry. This just means there is not enough jobs for everyone. I was on the beach all day and had many people want to sell me something.
Swimming in the Med was wonderful, floating and soft skin. The temperature was perfect you could stay in all day. Could not get enough of it.
I did not see one house that looked finished. I know my house needs work but these really need help. There are flowers every where , impatients that grow taller than trees, hibiscus, orlianders, flowers everywhere. The medians of all the highways and the sides of the highways were grown over with flowers.
The people were very nice considering this is a big tourist area. Always helpful in getting around. Now the bus drivers have there own communication, Just because they say everyone speaks English does not mean bus drivers do. A little trouble figuring out where to go and when, when your buses were canceled or left early. All of a sudden the bus drivers knows nothing of English. But the guy who sold me tickets for a bus that left early knew exactly what I was talking about when I asked for my money back, I got refund for all six of us. Debated on wether I should tell the others but I did. So they understand at times.
The history that surrounds the area is incredible to see. The ampitheater at Teramino was stunning, the Greeks built it and the Romans refurbished it. The locals still use it. To think how long it has been around is hard to fathom. The ancient city of Syracusa is amazing to walk around and think of how many others came before all the back to Alexander and before.
Scariest part was crossing streets, I thought England was scarey, that is nothing compared to Sicily, there are no green men, red men, or white men telling you it is safe to cross just white lines painted on the asphalt, and cars do not think they need to stop, but at some point you need to cross. The craziest one was in Catania at the train bus station, the train is one one side and the bus in the middle of e round about and cars are whizzing by with no end in sight. So I just stuck my pink umbrella out there and waved it a bit and started walking and believe it or not I got across, but did let the yellow bus go by. It really is crazy to try and cross streets in Sicily.
Great time in Sicily now on to Paris.
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