The Rhine, Rome and Sicily

September - November 2023
Mike and I are traveling to Germany to
cycle the Alsace, the Rhine and the Mosel rivers. We then travel to Rome and Sicily to meet Tara and celebrate her milestone birthday!
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  • Day 4

    A Frustrating Day then a Great Day

    September 26, 2023 in Germany ⋅ ☀️ 23 °C

    Hello from Briesach, Germany. Mike and I are on the road again. This fall we are away from lovely Victoria for 6 weeks, The plan is to bike for the next few weeks in Germany and France and follow that up with a visit to Rome with Tara and on to Sicily where we will meet up with Al and Natalie.
    Our first leg was Saturday, on Rouge from Victoria. They were on-time Rouge style - meaning an hour late. We got our cardio racing to the international gate and settled in for the flight to Frankfurt. After last fall’s excellent experience with KLM it was a real come down to get a dry pastry for breakfast from the “ we’re not happy til you’re unhappy” gang at Air Canada. I know, first world problem, boo hoo. Just happy they found a pilot to fly the plane.
    Miracle of miracles, my bag arrived and we easily navigated the trip to Oberlahnstein by train. Oberlahnstein is outside of Koblenz and it is where we rented our bikes yesterday. I located the company on the internet but the proprietor’s grumpiness made the Air Canada crew seem as friendly as Newfoundlanders. He groused about how hard he had to work and the fact that he couldn’t get any help. He seemed somewhat hung over and totally disorganized but we managed to wheel away with 2 passable electric bikes , a repair kit and our panniers laden. We hope to see the rest of our luggage sometime in the next few weeks.
    Yesterday was one of those start of holiday, working out the bugs, days. We needed to take 3 trains to get to our start point of Lahr so we were navigating platforms and loading and unloading very heavy bikes. Unfortunately, our new sim cards were only working on Mike’s phone but not mine and when Mike tried to contact the company about the problem, Shaw - bless their little hearts - shut off our Email accounts. The highlight of the day was the first class seats on the intercity train - our neighbours saw my Canada bike shirt and the man insisted we join them for a glass of wine and also some of their picnic. Turns out he was offered a job teaching at the University of Victoria. It was a merry party until we had to stagger back 15 carriages to recover our bikes for the racks.

    We started our real biking journey today (Tuesday) in Lahr - a place near and dear to us as Tara and Jon were both born there in a military hospital - now torn down and replaced by a FedEx site. We wandered around the Marketplatz - which is the main area of any German town. Lots of Kebab shops now but we did find a good, traditional Gasthaus for a meal. Today was our first full ride and Mike the Mechanic spent 2 hours tinkering with seats, panniers, phone holders etc. The 62 km was beautiful and we enjoyed sunny weather through farm fields, quiet roads and small towns. The system of bike trails is great and the ride app I’m using kept us mostly on scenic trails. If I recall correctly, the Germans have always been avid cyclists and the infrastructure and signage is good. Our bikes are comfortable enough but we have to be aware of the weight - without even considering the additional weiner schnitzels and beer that we’re adding. The strategy is to go slowly and carefully because if you decide to turn suddenly you may turn but your bike may keep going straight on. The highlight of today was visiting Kippenheim where Mike and his young family lived in he early 70’s . As we approached his former home, a lady on the balcony jumped up and exclaimed - Mr. Parry. I thought she would break into tears! This was Claudia , the daughter of Mike’s now-deceased landlord - Herr Janoschka. She recognized Mike immediately and invited us in - in true German fashion, broke open a bottle of local German wine and we spend a wonderful hour chatting and reminiscing. Claudia babysat Tara, which was a novel idea back then if I recall. The Germans simply went to the pharmacy and gave their children a “tonic” which was heavily laced with alcohol. It knocked the kids out for the evening. Ah, life was simpler back then!
    Tonight we had another full-on German meal at a lovely old Gasthof with heavy wooden panels and loads of black and white pictures of ancient relatives peering down on us. A family business for sure. Tomorrow we cross the Rhine and head into the Alsace region of France.
    That’s the news for now.
    Happy BIrthday Helen and Ryan, hope you shot a moose!!
    Love Heather (Mom) and Mike (Taid)
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  • Day 7

    From Guten Tag to Bonjour!

    September 29, 2023 in France ⋅ 🌙 20 °C

    Hello from Strasbourg - capital of the North eastern region of France and the official home to the European parliament. Mike and I crossed over the Rhine River on Wednesday morning and we’ve spent the past few days biking through a bit of Alsace. Alsace is in France but bordered closely by Germany and Switzerland . Culturally, this area of France is considered an exception as it was under German influence for much of its history. In brief, the end of the Franco-Prussian war in 1870 led to the unification of Germany as a modern state and the annexation of Alsace and Lorraine, which then reverted to France after WWI as part of the peace deal and then was overtaken by Germany during WW2 and returned to France after the war. You get the idea! The towns are full of colourful, well-preserved half-timbered buildings that in some cases go back to the middle ages. Fortunately, the plumbing has been updated - at least where we stayed. You know how I feel about bad plumbing! Of more interest to us is the fact that Alsace is an important wine growing area. The wines are mostly whites grown with German grape varietals like Riesling and Gewürztraminer. The cuisine incorporates many German styles with French cuisine. A favorite of mine is flammekueche (tarte flambée) – something like a French pizza with lardon bacon, strong cheese, crème fresh and onions. Yum. Alsace is also the main beer-producing area of France because they grow hops here.. Mike made sure to sample a few.
    On Tuesday we crossed from Germany over the Rhine River and cycled through Neuf Briesach - an old fortress town. Our overnight stop was Colmar which was a treat ( although super touristy) with winding canals and a beautiful old town centre. We ate our tarte flambé dinner outside that night.
    Wednesday night we were in the smaller village of Mittelbergheim (thanks Sharon for the recommendation) at Domaine Wittman ,a family-run winery. This particular Domaine, or winery is one of 20 in the village and has been in the Wittman family for 10 generations. We were warmly greeted by Valerie who showed us to our room, pointed to the wine fridge, and rushed back down to serve a large mid-afternoon meal to the workers. The whole yard was buzzing with tractor -loads of grapes arriving to be crushed and the “ mash (pamace/ marc)“ or remnants carted away. The smell of fruit fermenting was overwhelming - although not unpleasant. We enjoyed some of their Wittman Riesling on a little balcony before wandering the town. Valerie told us wistfully that the younger generation have little interest in taking over the winery businesses and they wonder what will happen in the future. I suppose this is a bit like family farms in Canada. At this time of year it sure does look like a lot of work, but the weather is staying warm, and what a delicious reward.
    We’ve had a super 4 days of cycling with the frustrations of travel receding in our minds. I particularly enjoy the early morning rides through the vineyards with only the hum of the farm machinery breaking the quiet. The weather has been perfect - cool, clear mornings with warm afternoons but no oppressive heat. The scenery is stunning , the paths are mostly paved and well signed, and every village we enter seems to be competing with the last one for prettiest Alsatian village. The flowers overflow from window boxes. The area has many preserved medieval towns where we’ve stopped to look around and grab a coffee - Eguisheim, Riquewihr, Obernai. The Vosges Mountains to the west are dotted with old castles.
    Yesterday our ride into Strasbourg included 25km of leisurely cycling along the La Bruche canal path. The French really love to cycle and the infrastructure is excellent and the paths well traveled. Navigating with Ride with GPS app on my phone has been easy - we just have to keep our iphones charged up. I see some other cyclists with paper maps and have flashbacks from our trips to Dordogne and Normandy.

    After all the bucolic, quiet towns, Strasbourg is a very busy, industrial city - full of tourists, students, a zillion bikes going in every direction and trams. We had to negotiate carefully coming in yesterday to avoid the tracks. We took the opportunity of our single night in town to get some laundry done and soak up the old-town atmosphere. We found a great microbrewery that served not only great beer ( according to Mike) but an excellent tarte flambée. Strasbourg is a cultural hub with loads of churches and museums to visit but we are turning the bikes north for 60 km along the Rhine today so we’ll have to leave that for another time. We’ll stay in France for today with a planned stop tonight at a little village called Roppenheim - known by Canadians who served in Baden as the home of the restaurant known fondly as “the Garlic Pit”.
    Some of you might be wondering how Mike is enjoying his e-bike. Just between us, I think he is rather sold. He thinks I don’t notice but he’s running it on “tour” setting - just cruising along. His battery is larger than mine so I’m having to keep an eye on my range. So far the rental bikes have been okay. My pedals make a clackity- clack sound and Mike’s back brake makes a bit of a screeching sound at times, but the bikes have been solid on any uneven surfaces with fat tires and good shocks. So I think we’ll make it,
    That’s the news for now. We cross back into Germany tomorrow.
    Love Heather /Mom
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  • Day 11

    Slugs, Frogs and Worms

    October 3, 2023 in Germany ⋅ ☁️ 24 °C

    Hello from Worms (Tuesday night)
    On Saturday morning , in Strasbourg, my bike crashed to the ground when we were getting it off the parkade bike storage rack and the “weird” sounds got worse. Luckily, we found a bike shop with a nice young guy who moved our bikes up his list of repairs and had us on our way in an hour after replacing some very stripped brake pads - the major source of the screeching noises. We’ll save the receipt for our grumpy bike rental guy, but I’m not holding my breath.
    Our ride from Strasbourg up the French side of the Rhine to Roppenheim was very pleasant and we enjoyed a feast at the restaurant L’Auberge de L’Agneau - which had been a main haunt of the Baden officers when I was there. We enjoyed escargot, cuisse de grenouilles (frogs legs) provençale. Some might argue the point of these dishes is less about the snails and frogs legs, and more about the delicious garlic sauces. (Right Sharon?) We also had delicious steaks, frites and salad. Everything, including the decor, was the same as the late-70’s except the price!$$
    Sunday we crossed the Rhine, leaving France behind. First we biked past the airfield near Baden which had been my home, briefly, and the home to 3 Canadian fighter squadrons. All ghosts of the past. The only plane that landed when we were in the area was a Ryan Air flight. Not as exciting - or nearly as noisy - as a fighter jet screaming by. Then we went through the farm fields of Hugelsheim that grow the most famous “ weisser spargel” or white asparagus - which is grown without sunlight. I had always detested asparagus growing up until I was taken to Hugelsheim and treated to the white asparagus - admittedly smothered in rich hollandaise sauce. Evidently, many famous people go to Hugelshem to have spargel. But it is not spargel season right now so we only saw the growing fields on the way by…. Next time list.
    On Sunday we headed to Karlsruhe - named for Carl William - a Prince of the Baden area. The term Karlsruhe means Carl’s peace . Rumour has it that he was building the palace in Karlsruhe as a summer place to get a rest - or peace -from his wife. Let me tell you, if that’s true it’s one hell of a man cave. Picture enclosed. Karlsruhe, the city, is an elegant city formed in a traditional star pattern emanating from the palace. Mike and I stayed right in the core , near the palace and main squares. Lovely gardens and buildings - mostly rebuilt after a devastating destruction during the war. The only problem with our location was an energetic carillonneur in the main church tower across the road. Every quarter hour this musician would let loose.
    On Monday morning we picked up Helen from the main station in Karlsruhe. She staggered off the intra-city having managed her heavy bike and panniers from Frankfurt. Together, we knocked off 55 km and pitched up in lovely Speyer, home to a huge basilica that dominates the downtown. The coolest thing that I saw in Speyer was a Lufthansa 747 mounted on a platform . Evidently, it’s part of the local aviation museum and the story of how they got it relocated from Frankfurt airport to this location is amazing. It looked like a plane was crashing into the town as we approached, but fortunately not.
    Today is Tuesday and it was a tough biking slog because we took a detour to Heidelberg. Helen had never seen Heidelberg so e decided to head there for a coffee. Very nice shopping strasse ( street). The most interesting thing we saw on the ride today was the massive (10x10 km site ) of the BASF chemical company site- perhaps the largest chemical company in the world. We biked by it in Mannheim for literally half an hour. It’s so large that they have internal buses, and people get around by bike.
    Today the weather changes and we had a steady head wind. My ebike battery is rather weak, even when running on low (Ecco) power, so I was literally running on fumes for the last bit of the 75km ride. Now in fairness, Mike offered me his battery if mine conked out . Bringing to mind the bible verse….
    “ Greater love hath no man than a man who would lay down his e-battery for his wife”……..
    Fortunately - for Mike - it never came to that so we won’t know how that story ended.
    Our last 30 minutes into Worms tonight was very rainy and we arrived soaked to the skin to our hotel. I wasn’t smart enough to have my wet weather gear handy so bikes through the rain and arrived drenched. Hmm.
    Tomorrow we continue our ride north.
    That’s the news for now, Helen and Mike send love / hellos
    Love Heather/ Mom
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  • Day 15

    Cycling through the Middle Rhine

    October 7, 2023 in Germany ⋅ ☀️ 18 °C

    Yesterday we arrived in Koblenz after a very pleasant , and mostly easy 5 days cycling up the Rhine river from Karlsruhe to Koblenz. In my last blog I mentioned a night in Worms, We took a few extra hours the next day to visit this important historical town. It seemed to have more churches per square foot than any place we’ve visited and all of them with prodigious bell ringers. Maybe there’s a music school in Worms. Waaay back in about 1500, Martin Luther - a monk, wrote some provocative opinions about the power of the Catholic church and why the Pope could not really be the final authority with regards to forgiveness and who gets into heaven. That didn’t go over well with the Bishops and Pope and he was hauled in front of the Catholic “who’s who” in Worms to recant what he had written - which he didn’t do and was summarily excommunicated from the Catholic church. His ideas were the genesis of what we know as Protestantism. So Worms is considered by many to be the birthplace of Protestant religions. Hence the draw for tourists. Nice spot.
    We cycled to Mainz from Worms. That day by the Rhine reminded me that Germany is still a power-house industrial nation. We passed many large plants including Bosch, Proctor and Gamble. The Rhine River is still the main commercial artery for 80% of Germany’s inland shipping. The river is a constant stream of long barges carrying everything from coal, to gas to cars. I think Helen was getting serious barge envy (for those that don’t know, my sister Helen lives on a barge in London). The Rhine is experiencing record low water levels and we saw lots of rocks poking out everywhere. Must be tricky navigating., We had a lovely lunch stop in the old town of Oppenheim before heading into Mainz.
    Mainz was an unexpected treat. The old town was beautifully lit up with grand buildings and old winestubes. We had a lovely meal at a winestube and then hit one of the cocktail bars on the way back to the hotel. The young mixologist served up a delicious aged run which he smoked with some apple wood. He reported to us that Mainz is a great spot,. Very hip. The shops were sure nice - but , darn, panniers are full.
    Our 2 days from Mainz to Koblenz were easy, river-path cycling along a much narrower part of the river that is a favorite with tourists and river cruises. We barely broke a sweat over the 100 or so km along the river bike paths., The scenes reminded me of the Viking River cruise ads on Knowledge network. We saw so many castles that we stopped taking photographs of them . We passed the Lorelei rock which is a huge slate rock that juts into the river, the site of many ship wrecks often attributed to the bewitching power of an enchanting women named Lore Lay. She was betrayed by her sweetheart and then seduced men and caused their death on the rock. Another spot that the tourists flock to. Just looked like a big rock to me - ah, the power of marketing.
    Last night we had a pleasant night in Koblenz sitting in the main square. One of the things that I really enjoy about our trips to Europe is the active main squares in most villages/ towns/ cities. There are always central fountains or some kind of statue, restaurants, bars, shops and people milling about or having coffees/ drinks. We often find them for our picnic lunch stops and for our post-ride refreshments. Last night we hit a very lively German Gastehaus that was overflowing with rowdy groups of beer-drinking men’s groups. People were stuffed into every corner of the place and people simply squeezed by one another, The waiters managed the whole happy chaos carrying meals overhead and serving everyone. It was a friendly crowd and we got into the spirit of things when the group beside us wanted to befriend us and try out their English. I find, on the whole that the German people are friendly and orderly and even in that beer-soaked atmosphere they remain civil and polite. Everyone is there for a good time,.
    This morning we said “Auf Wiedersehen” (or as we used to say in our German class - our feet are the same) to Helen. She trained back to Frankfurt this morning and will carry on to Amsterdam to teach for a few days before her return to London to RV with my other sister Fiona.
    Mike and I have turned our bikes to the west and are now headed for 5 days cycling on the Mosel., The weather has been quite cool the last few days and we have been wearing all the sweaters and jacket that we dragged around on week 1. Glad to have them now.

    That’s the news for now. Happy Thanksgiving to all our Canadian friends/family.
    HEATHER /Mom xx
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  • Day 18

    Sweaters and Jackets on

    October 10, 2023 in Germany ⋅ ⛅ 22 °C

    Hello from Treis Karden, Germany. Today Mike and I finished our planned 18 days of biking over about 900 kms. Since Saturday we have been enjoying the beautiful Mosel River valley between Koblenz and Trier. We know lots of people who have visited this region - including 2 Victoria friends who cycled here only a few weeks ago - but this area is a first for both of us. The Mosel is a favorite spot for Germans and other travellers because of the quaint old towns that are strung along the river like beads on a chain. The climate is milder than other areas of Germany and the main industry is wine-making, so what’s not to like! The Mosel river is a major transportation link to the Rhine but unlike the Rhine, this river is full of cruise boats and day-trip boats. Biking is a major activity and we have been cycling on busy trails alongside mostly ebikes. Every few kms there is another huge camp ground with white camper vans lined up facing the river with people sitting in lawn chairs gazing out to Mosel, usually sipping wine.
    As you do when you’re biking, we’ve noticed a lot of things along the way. In one town there was a large group of people wandering around a field looking like they’d all lost their car keys. We finally figured out - after wandering a bit with them - that they were collecting walnuts in green husks that had been falling from the surrounding trees. It wasn’t immediately obvious what the green husks were so we cracked one open - aha!

    The Mosel is fairly narrow and it flows in a series of tight turns. The river banks are steep and every inch is covered in vines. Viticulture was brought to this area by the Romans for a source of wine for their troops. [Wow, I don’t remember anybody worrying about my source of wine when I was in uniform.] We’ve seen some interesting adaptations for harvesting the grapes including a cog railway system going up to the vines carrying bins up and grapes back down. The grapes around here are almost all harvested already but we saw workers high up the slopes by 9 every morning working away on the remaining crop.

    The signs in town all advertise “federweisser” which is the new wine that hasn’t fully fermented. Although we have a no drinking and biking policy, generally, we did stop once at a wine stand along the bike route to taste the federweisser which is very cloudy, sweet and tastes more like grape juice than wine really. It has a low alcohol content because it hasn’t aged.

    Our normal routine has been to, first, power through a German breakfasts - not for small appetites - hitting the trails by 9 and enjoying the mist coming off of the river. The weather has cooled considerably since the start of our journey and we are now full-on sweaters and jackets each morning. The rides have not been backbreaking given our ebikes and the flat terrain. There are lots of places for morning coffee and bakeries to pick up lunch. We’ve stayed in a number of lovely small villages with friendly and efficient proprietors. My only regret as we finish this part of the trip is not having given the city of Trier more time. It is considered the oldest city in Germany and it was one of the 4 capitals of the Roman empire. There are many great things to see and we only scratched the surface. Although the city was heavily bombed during the war, it has been carefully rebuilt. My favorite site was the Basilica of Constantine which was built around 300 AD and contains the largest hall from ancient times.
    Mike’s favourite thing about Trier was Restaurant Kartoffel - meaning potato restaurant. Given that Mike thinks beer and potatoes are two of the main food groups, he was in his glory at this spot and it made up for me dragging him around to all of the historical sites earlier in the day.

    Tomorrow we return our rental bikes which have mostly remained intact with the exception of a light I managed to break off in a spill. We’ll take a few “ admin days” in Koblenz before heading to Italy to RV with Tara. It’s been a great adventure so far and Mike is so pleased wth my navigation skills that he says I am still his favorite “schnuckiputzi”. ( I think I’ve just been called a potato dumpling). Time to hang up the bike shorts. My bike gloves are ready for the burn pile.
    I’ll sign off now from Germany and perhaps pick up again next week when we get to Sicily.
    Love Mom/ Heather
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  • Day 26

    Veni, Vidi …..Visa

    October 18, 2023 in Italy ⋅ ☁️ 22 °C

    Today is Wednesday and are winging our way to Catania, Sicily after 3 days in Rome. Mike and I had a couple of admin days in Koblenz, which is a euphemism for laundry and banking. Koblenz was lovely and I dragged Mike onto a cable car ride and we walked and enjoyed some final great German food. After an easy flight to Rome and an overnight, we met Tara who arrived on Sunday morning from Ottawa and Montreal. She was amazingly chipper considering the overnight flight.
    The 3 of us started our quickie Rome visit with the Borghese Gallery. The headsets were the answer to navigating all the beautiful art and sculptures, including my favorite Bernini statue of Apollo and Daphne. We checked off a few more « must-sees » including Piazza Popalo and the Spanish steps. Monday we hit the Colosseum and the Roman Forum, Trevi Fountain and Tuesday we had the full tour of the Vatican and St.Peters Basilica. Tara had organized guided tours for both days, thank goodness, because the lines and crowds were unbelievable. With a guide you can move through so much more smoothly and actually get information along the way. When we mentioned the crowds, our Vatican guide shrugged and said …. »it’s beautiful. If it was ugly, no one would come ». According to the guides the number of tourists has not gone down and they are expecting a full November. Also, 2025 is a special jubilee year designated by the Pope so Rome is expecting 32 million more sinners to come through the gates to be absolved of sin that year. Might be a good time to avoid Rome unless you have amassed many sins , in which case you will have to brave the crowds. Besides the historic sites, and relics lying all around, we enjoyed some outdoor meals and drinks including a lovely pizza lunch at a restaurant recommended by a client of Tara’s. We also had a couple of very entertaining taxi rides around the city. For no apparent reason roads are closed and traffic is backed up. All part of the Rome experience. Once we enjoyed a gelato, our Rome bingo card was full and we still had our wallets! Bonus.
    So we go forward to Sicily. Mike’s brother Al ( and Natalie) are waiting for us in Catania. Tomorrow Mount Etna. Let,s hope it doesn’t blow it’s top while we’re there.
    Arrivederci Roma,
    Love Mom , Heather
    Ps Our hotel experience at the Palm Gallery was so-so. For those who we’ve traveled with before, you will remember that hotel but without the eagle-eyed supervision of Luisa, we had a different experience.
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  • Day 32

    Holy Cannoli

    October 24, 2023 in Italy ⋅ ⛅ 20 °C

    Hello from Ortigia ,Sicily. Tara, Mike and I RV’ d with Al (Mike’s brother) and Natalie in Sicily almost a week ago. Al had rented a car as he volunteered to be the driver. We headed out to our first destination, Acireale but a short ways from the airport we got our first taste of the terrible roads and crazy drivers of Sicily. Someone cut us off, Al hit an immovable cement object and a flat tire ensued. Unable to decipher the car’s manual, or operate the tire changing tool, we realized a little late that no one in the group had brushed up on their Italian. Fortunately a friendly off-duty policeman, who must win every game of charades, stopped and helped us put on the spare. He then showed us pictures of his family and explained - in sign language- that he had once arrested a Canadian. He seemed very proud of the fact and we assured him that we were law abiding Canadians ( and Brits). Our first encounter with the Sicilian people was very positive.
    From our first hotel stop we did day visits to Taormina a town built high up on a mountain in about 400 BC with a spectacular amphitheatre. The stage is still used for concerts but it was missing a singer that day (Caitlin). We took a day to visit Mount Etna, which at approximately 11,000 feet, (and growing) and can be seen from almost anywhere in the region. Etna is the tallest, active volcano in Europe having erupted just this past summer. It’s always smouldering a bit with a threatening wisp of steam coming off the top. The cable car was closed so we were taken up the mountain by bus. We chose not to go all the way to the upper craters because it requires a $$$$ special guided tour. Seems when people were allowed to freely roam around the craters a few tourists got too close and lost their footing - not good for business. The landscape on the volcano is black and bleak. In fact, except for the views back towards the ocean there wasn’t much to see. We hiked the few kms back down to our car and were covered in black sook which we spent that evening washing off ourselves and our socks/ shoes.
    The past few days we have been in the lovely sea-side town of Ortigia. There is an active port outside our hotel and we can wander around lots of back alleys in town for bars/ restaurants and walk a beautiful promenade. From here we have visited a few of the area hill towns including Noto, a world heritage site. There was a huge earthquake in Sicily in 1693 that destroyed the ancient towns in the area and many were rebuilt in the Baroque style - so lots of ornate churches and buildings. The buildings are all built with a local type of limestone that is a pretty yellow colour in the sunlight. Another treat over the past few days was swimming in the ocean which is warm enough and very refreshing in the 30 degree plus heat.
    Since we arrived, we’ve been filling the Sicilian food and drink bingo card. I had granita - what I can only describe as a Sicilian slushy. My travel mates like the gelato better but I found the granita very refreshing in the heat. We’ve tried arancini - a kind of deep-fried rice ball stuffed with various things. We’ve had a bit of seafood including some pistachio crusted tuna from the local seas ( a big hit), sardines and fried anchovies ( very salty). I had a world class cannoli for dessert the other night. It is filled with ricotta and not cream so heavy but not insurmountable. Yup, waistbands are tightening.
    Yesterday we toured and tasted at a winery called Occhipinti that Stanley Tucci featured in one of his shows. It is an organic winery started by a young Sicilian lady. It was interesting to hear how they tackle the various problems including the extensive heat waves and now new pests species.
    Sicily is one of the main ports of call for migrants looking refuge in Europe. However, except for a couple of “RESQ People” boats tied up outside our hotel, we have seen no evidence of the migrant issue. Most migrants land at Lampedusa which is much closer to Africa and are then transported to receiving areas. One church we visited had a beautiful cross constructed from the salvaged wood of a refugee boat that had broken up. Quite beautiful in a rough kind of way.
    A couple of unanticipated things we’ve encountered include the terrible road conditions and insane drivers who ignore all lines, signs and rules. Poor Al - our long-suffering driver - has had some long days trying to get us to the various places on our itinerary. Hair-pinned turns, insufficient road signs, unpredictable drivers - well we’ve certainly been trying to calm his frayed nerves with beer at the end of the day. Most cars have bits bashed in. (Picture enclosed).
    We’ve also observed that the garbage pickup must cost ++ money because some areas are full of roadside litter - an unfortunate eyesore in an otherwise pretty landscape.
    Tonight we will be completely across the large island of Sicily in Trapani.
    That’s all for now. On on we go……..
    Love Heather / Mom
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  • Day 36

    A bishop, beaches and lots of brioche

    October 28, 2023 in Italy ⋅ 🌙 19 °C

    Hello from Palermo, Sicily’s capital. For the past week we’ve seen a variety of Sicilian sights. First up was a overnight in the historic seaside town of Trapani on the western tip of Sicily. Trapani has many churches - like all Italian towns - and as we were sipping a happy hour beverage across from the basilica church when a long procession of clerics - including the bishop ( of Trapani we guessed) sauntered down the street. Not often you see a bishop with his mitre (pointy hat) and crozier (stick). Seems it was a festival of sorts and there was a special service in the cathedral. I noticed the bartenders turned off their music as the bishop went by, and solemnly crossed themselves. Once the bishop was safely in the church they cranked the Bee Gees back up… “staying alive, staying alive….” In Trapani we ate great seafood including grilled octopus and enjoyed a visit to Erice - a hilltop village billed by National Geographic as one of the 12 most beautiful villages in the world. What was most impressive were the views from Erice looking out over the Sicilian coastline and towards Africa. There was a faint outline of Tunisia on the horizon - we were that close.
    Next up we spent 2 nights in San VIto lo Capo - a very touristy beach area. From there we did some walking along the Zingaro Reserve trail and all enjoyed some swimming in the ocean. The weather here is still hot and the ocean is warm. A real treat. On Friday we headed to the Palermo airport and Al gladly returned the rental car. The car was unscathed but poor Al probably aged 10 years from the experience of driving us around Sicily. We’re all very grateful that he took on the driving for this trip. There are many places we saw that would have been impossible or much harder to reach without a car. We said arrivederci to Al and Natalie and they flew home.
    Mike, Tara and I are just finishing up 3 nights in Palermo. We are staying in an apartment on a very lively piazza anchored by ( what else) a large church (San Domenico). There are shops, bars and restaurants on the square and tucked into the alleys all around us. As I write this note, there are some live musicians leading a rousing sing along at the bar just below our balcony. I don’t recognize most of the songs but the crowd is loving it and we’re looking out over the crowd from our balcony sipping G&Ts. This lively concert is joined every 1/2 hour by peeling church bells and the occasional ambulance that roars by. Palermo is a very noisy place.

    The first order of business when we hit Palermo on Friday was laundry and we used the local street-facing laundry machines. Never seen anything like it before. No bricks and mortar - just washers, dryers and an operating machine for money etc. (Picture enclosed) Very convenient for us and tonight - on a repeat laundry visit - I met some folks from Winnipeg who told me there is already a foot of snow in their town. Yikes.
    Yesterday we did a 3 hour walking tour with a fellow who belongs to a group committed to reducing the influence of the mafia. He was a very passionate guide who has been involved in a grassroots, apolitical movement to stop the “pizzo” or Mafia extortion money that is still demanded from local businesses. It was a fascinating few hours and also sad to realize how many people have lost their lives fighting the mafia in Sicily and also how many people still simply accept the Mafia as a fact of life here. Part of the tour money went to support this organization.
    Today we took a train ride out of the city to the beautiful town of Cefalu. I had another swim in the ocean and we wandered the old streets and picked up some souvenirs. We also visited a different kind of laundromat - a public wash-house from medieval times in a place where the river once flowed. Of all the towns we have visited here, I think Cefalu is most worth a return visit. Note to anyone thinking of visiting Sicily.
    Tonight we capped our visit to Palermo with a night street food walking tour. This tour was not recommended for “picky eaters or people on low carb diets”. No kidding. The most unusual thing we tasted was a spleen sandwich. Hmm, not something I would add to my regular repertoire. The whole diet here is heavy on carbs ( they even eat gelato on a brioche) and lots of fried food. Mike decided to pass on the street food tour and opted for tea and toast.
    For our last few days we are going to double down on the eating and drinking at a cooking school inland set in a vineyard. If we can actually find clothes that still fit, we will travel home next Sunday.
    That’s all for now from Palermo. Hope everyone is well at home and in other places. Ciao,
    Heather/ Mom xxx
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  • Day 41

    Experiencing Sicilian Food Culture

    November 2, 2023 in Italy ⋅ ⛅ 21 °C

    After 3 nights in the chaos and heat of Palermo, we arrived at the epicentre of Sicilian food culture, the Anna Tasca Lanza Culinary School. Sicily is shaped like a triangle and our travels have taken us to the eastern point near Mount Etna, near the southern tip to Ortigia and to the western tip at Trapani. We are now in the geographical centre of the island, near Vallelunga, on an old 19th century farm called Case Vecchie. The 3 of us are here with 6 other guests for 4 nights immersing ourselves in Sicilian food culture.

    The Lanza family that owns the estates (vineyards) and the farm is an historically wealthy, landowning family - therefore Sicilian nobility. Sicily was ruled by monarches in the past but the official monarchy across all of Italy was not recognized after 1946 when Italy became a Republic. However, the title of Marchessa and Marquise are still used by this family. They even have a family crest that is embossed on all of the dishes …..as you do when you are royalty. I wonder what our family crest would be - probably something with a beer mug . Today the current owner Fabrizia Lanza (daughter of the famous Anna Tasca Lanza) came to say hello and join us for lunch. She was very regal and presided over lunch from the end of the long table explaining her food philosophy and dismissing the modern tendency to photograph everything we eat rather than using all of our senses to enjoy it. I quickly hid my phone. She stated that, “ We have never spoken so much about food and yet been more distant from our food.” Her second cookbook has just been released and it does have beautiful pictures. So someone’s taking photos!
    On our first morning, a young gardener, Lucia, took us on a garden tour. She has a masters in fruit science with a focus on citrus plants. The garden is full of fruit trees including persimmons, quince, pomegranate, lemon and loads of vegetables and herbs. There are olive trees all around and an almond grove, that Tara and I came across on a walk. The area is surrounded by vineyards. We have enjoyed many types of wine from the family estates or land holdings located in terroir across Sicily.
    Getting back to the food ——-We participated in 2 full morning cooking classes where we made our 4 course lunches using many local ingredients. We then ate our 4 course meals family style around a large table. Day 1, we made panelle ( a Sicilian fritter made from chickpea flour), pasta in the shape of cavatelli (shells), caponata (a popular dish making use of the abundant eggplants), and a dessert called cassata which incorporates almond paste, ricotta and cake. Our chef - Kyle - is from the US and married to an Italian. He and the other staff explain all the background about the food ingredients and what makes it typical to this area. The staff are warm and engaging and love to answer our many questions. The kitchen is fabulous and its been loads of fun to jump in to stir, chop and make the pasta. This is really farm to table cooking. I went into the garden with chef Kyle to grab some Sicilian celery and some parsley for the caponata. There are 3 ladies in the back kitchen scooping up all the dirty dishes and pots, serving the meals and setting tables etc. Yesterday’s menu was a pasta bake called tomboli ( meaning drum because that is it’s shape) that was stuffed not with meat ragu, as we would expect, but with a wild fennel/ mint sauce. We also made beer-battered stuffed zucchini blossoms, tuna meatballs in tomato sauce and a bianco mange or blanche mange as people might know it - a clear, milk pudding.
    Some common ingredients include lots of onions (but little garlic). The Sicilians don’t favour garlic as it is seen as “low” or peasant food. Lots of cheese from sheep - ricotta, pecorina. Loads of mint and other herbs( interesting arab influences in the cooking here). Loads and loads of olive oil, anchovies, capers and salt. Also lots of nuts - pine nuts from the trees in the garden, almonds and pistachios, Enza, the baker at the school, has been keeping us fed with a steady flow of cookies, cakes and freshly baked bread. We get a lesson from her this afternoon. I wish I could somehow attach some of the wonderful smells from the kitchen because the pictures don’t do the food justice.
    At night Chef Kyle makes our dinner and all of the meals are surprisingly vegetable focused with lots of fresh salads and various local greens. We’ve had only two meat dishes since arriving - a grilled lamb and some rabbit braised in wine last night. Beef and dairy from cows are less common here. The tomato paste and sauces are all homemade and bottled during the tomato harvest. The jams are made from the fruit of the surrounding trees.
    On Tuesday afternoon we were taken to a nearby communal olive oil processing business run by a sharp Sicilian lady. The locals were coming in with their large bins of olives , dumping them in the main collector hopper and about 1/2 hour later the most beautiful, rich green olive oil poured out into their large plastic containers and off they drove, and the next farmer backed in to unload. Seems everyone has an olive orchard and the fruit is being harvested now so the place was really buzzing. We spent this morning with a local shepherd / cheesemaker, Filipo, and saw yesterday’s sheep milk go from liquid to curds and whey and finally new cheese. The curds were squeezed out and formed into rounds. Once more liquid has drained away, it will be sold locally as pecorino. The remaining whey was heated to make ricotta (meaning re-heated). It was fascinating to ask Filipo questions about the production (translation by the cooking school staff who speak English). Seems that the current production must be done using stainless steel, although it was recently all done using wooden screens / baskets and implements. The good bacteria gave the cheese additional flavours although - as you can imagine - it was not as safe.
    The school/farm whee we are staying is in a beautiful, rural setting. Besides the hum of the farm machinery the place is quite peaceful until about 2 in the morning when the 3 roosters start crowing loudly. We’re not sure what sets them off but evidently the long-time vegetable gardener ,Giovanni , has a soft heart and won’t kill the roosters even though they do nothing productive. Tara and I were ready to strangle them after the first night!! We have access to a lovely swimming pool in the yard and the rooms are very comfortable. It’s not been all hard work in the kitchen and we’ve taken time for some walks and reading.
    This has been a wonderful end to our Sicilian adventure. Sicily doesn’t have the ambiance of other parts of Italy that we’ve seen. In particular, when compared to areas in northern Italy, this is like night and day. Even the language - Sicilian - is different. I think we have seen more of the true Sicily here than over the past few weeks of travel - as enjoyable as that was. Sicilians are a very warm, proud and passionate people and according to one of our Palermo guides - just a little bit crazy! The economics of the island take many of them away but the people all seem to retain a strong bond to the island and the unique culture here. I can only think of Newfoundland as our Canadian analogy
    Tomorrow the return trip begins. We are in Palermo overnight and may do some souvenir shopping. Saturday morning we say arrivederci to Tara who flies home to Ottawa via Munich. We head to Frankfurt to pick up our bike gear that we left there 3 weeks ago and fly home to Victoria on Sunday. It’s certainly time to get home but it has been another great adventure. Hope to see some of you very soon. Thanks for traveling with us!!
    As they say in Sicily when leaving - “ciao, ciao, ciao”
    Love Heather/ Mom xxx
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