Thurs. 22:
The next day we had a full-day excursion to Piazza Armerina and Agrigento booked. I remembered it being at 8am, but after checking my receipt before going to bed, I was sure it was at 8:30. So that morning we woke up, got ready and headed for the breakfast area. We took our time (we had plenty). We went back to our room to get our stuff and head for the meeting point (conference center), and after looking at the receipt again I realized (in horror) that it was at 8AM, and it was already 10 past. We ran (literally!) out of our room and started heading towards the meeting point, but then we realized it was probably better to go to the bus station, since it was closer and it was more likely that if they were waiting, they’d be there. So we ran the other way and ran and ran. We were expecting to see a bus full of happy tourists pass us by and wave. We got to the bus station and they were still there! We got on the bus (all embarrassed to be late), but then we were “saved” by another couple who was even later than us, so we were not the last ones on the bus after all.
This was a long trip. It was like 2 hours to get to Piazza Armerina, where we visited a very old villa, with walls and floors covered in beautifully preserved mosaics. It is thought to have been the Emperor’s Palace (for when he was in town), or the villa of an animal hunter who sold his animals to the gladiator fights (because of all the different animals depicted on the mosaics would act as a sort of catalog “would you like a wild boar with your lion?”).
Then we were back on the bus a headed for lunch. (where the food, quality and quantity, was very disappointing). Then we were just a short bus ride away from the Valley of the temples. It was spectacular! Temples here, temples there, temples everywhere… well, not that many, but several, and they were all very cool.
The return trip was even longer, and we were running late for the Gala dinner, which fortunately was going to be at our hotel, so we didn’t have to waste time getting there. The dinner was at 8, and we didn’t get back to the hotel until 7:30! We barely had time to change and run downstairs.
The food was good (except for desert), and they had some people playing music, singing and dancing. The seating was not assigned, so we ended up seating with some people from Austria (I think) and the infamous Disco Stu/Elvis with an afro.
Frid. 23:
Friday we checked out of our hotel in Taormina and checked in at a hotel in Goradini Naxos (the beach town below Taromina). We had to take a bus there, and we didn’t know exactly where to get off the bus, so we ended up taking a cab from the bus drop off to the hotel. We checked in and looked for a place to have lunch. We opted for a little restaurant across the street, where a little old man was using his charm to push Tiramisu, he succeded and we had some for dessert. We also had some wine with lunch and after a short walk on the beach (it was cold and cloudy, but we were finally face to face with the sea), we went and took a nap. We woke up hungry again, and went back out looking for a place to have dinner. We found a great little place with a very good grilled fish platter and a couple of super nice waiters (I think one was the owner). We liked it so much we went back there for lunch on our last day in Sicily.
Sat. 24:
I really did not have much planned for our stay in Giardini, because there really isn’t that much to do. We found a book about Catania near the breakfast area, and decided we should do that instead of just staying and doing nothing in Giardini. I had not researched Catania, so I told Gera that as long as he told me where to go, I’d go (I don’t like to feel unprepared and lost). So we took a bus and go there a bit before lunch time. The book we had found was in German, and although we’ve been studying for a few months now, we couldn’t really use the book as our only guide (lets just call it an “inspiration”).
From the bus station we followed the signs to the tourist information office, passing through a Greek Theater on the way. There was a wedding photo shoot (we deduced that much because the guy at the door hummed the wedding march “ta ta tara, ta ta tara”).
The tourist office was very helpful and gave us a map and a route to follow to see all the sights within a walking distance. They also told us a good place to have lunch. It was really good (I had penne pasta with pistachio sauce, gera had a steak with mushrooms).
I did not realize Catania had so many “historical” sights, but I guess for a city that old they must. I did not like it a lot, though. It was dirty and old and smelly (but I guess for a city that old…). It was good that we decided to go and I was glad we (meaning I) had the courage to go even though we didn’t know what/where/how to do once we got there.
Back in Giardini we bought some chips and sodas for dinner and called it a day.
Sun. 25:
Our last day in Sicily went by very fast. Fortunately it was sunny, so we had a great time walking around the excavation area behind the museum, and got great views of Etna. It was also warm enough to dip our feet in the water (although the locals stared at the “crazy tourists deeping their feet in the water”). I was sure to check in the morning the departure time of our flight from Catania to Milan, and I was sure it was 7 o’clock, so we planned what bus to take and when to leave around that. Later that day, after the museum visiting and the feet-dipping, I started to wonder if it was really 7 o’clock, or 17:00… Well, stupid military time! It turned out to be 17:00 (which is 5pm!). It was already 3pm, and the next bus to Catania was not until 4 pm and we were not going to make it. So in a moment of desperation (and there really was no other choice) we took a 90 euro cab!
We made it to the Airport on time, and there were no other setbacks. But we will never forget to double check departure times (for tours OR planes).