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  • Day35

    Wanderig und Palermo

    October 5, 2020 in Italy ⋅ ☁️ 23 °C

    Nachmene Zmorge mit Meersicht fahred mier los zum Monte Monaco. I chli meh als einer Stund ufstieg chömed mier bim Chrütz ah. En Wunderschöni ussicht uf San Vito del Capo. Gäge Namitag fahred mier richtig Palermo und Parkiered bim Stellplatz i de Nöchi. Früsch dusched und bereit uf en schöne Abig laufed mier zu de Bushaltestell. Nachdem scho de zweit Bus nid het welle cho, laufed mier die Strecki lieber. Glii denah fahrt üse Bus a üs verbi. Dank em viele Verkehr hend mer ne schnell igholt und chönd sogar näbem nachelaufe. Näbebi wärded mier vomne Hupkonzärt begleited, Typisch Italiäner. Mier finded gli es schöns Restaurant und gniessed en Cocktail bi wunderschöner Stimmig und emene Strassemusiker wo alli verzaubered.Read more

  • Day71

    Over 39°C in Palermo

    November 29, 2019 in Italy ⋅ ☀️ 18 °C

    As I arrive in enchanting Palermo, the mental and physical exertions of the last months take their toll pretty unexpected and so I get a high fever and heavy dizziness. Consequently, I mainly drag myself around the streets to buy some groceries or medication. Despite my "hotheaded" condition, I repress the increasing exhaustion and stick to the plan by taking the ferry to North Africa in one hour. Maybe I will find a miracle cure in the Souks of Tunis.Read more

    Bettina Nebel

    Scheint mir alles ein wenig rasant, gönn' Dir mal 'ne Pause, Palermo wirkt doch einladend ... Gesundheit und Glück für Deine weiteren Etappen wünscht, Bettina


    Hallo Felix hoffe du hattest eine gute Überfahrt nach Tunesien und mit deiner Gesundheit geht es bergauf. Weiterhin viel Spaß und allzeit genug Luft in den Reifen. Gruß Thomas

    Ayman Temraz

    I wish you a speedy recovery

  • Day184

    Finally leaving Palermo....

    July 26, 2020 in Italy ⋅ ☀️ 30 °C

    After many hours delay, and many hours waiting in the harbour of Palermo, we are finely on our way to Citavecchia. 24 hours? We will see.
    Post this with the last drop of internet connection....

    John Bullock

    Happy Birthday Loekey xx

    Chaffik Boutalbi

    Happy birthday my friend

  • Day3

    Ein Abstecher nach Vallelunga

    November 4, 2019 in Italy ⋅ ☀️ 21 °C

    Caterina wollte gerne ihre Tante besuchen, gesagt getan. Eine Stunde Serpentinen hin und eine Stunde Serpentinen zurück und mitten drin Vallelunga. Hat sich aber gelohnt die Tante war sehr glücklich.

    Elke Nöbel

    Der Ätna

    Elke Nöbel

    Kaktusfeigen klauen🙈

  • Day4


    November 5, 2019 in Italy ⋅ 🌬 24 °C

    Palermo ist eine unglaublich chaotische Stadt und nichts für schwache Nerven. Hier ist es konstant laut, durch die vielen Autos und noch mehr Motorroller hier wird, aus reinem Selbstschutz, andauernd gehupt. 5 Fahrzeuge auf 2 Spuren nebeneinander, NORMALRead more

    Elke Nöbel

    Geschafft, 100 m Luftlinie und 20 km bzw 1 std . Gebraucht um das Auto zum Hotel zu holen

  • Day3


    May 5, 2019 in Italy ⋅ 🌬 17 °C


    Ab sofort gehts wieder auf den Heimweg. Unser erster Wirt hat uns eigentlich schon darauf aufmerksam gemacht, dass er morgen den ganzen Campingplatz mit einem Trupp Holländern voll gebucht hat. Nicht so schlimm wir haben eh einen City Campingplatz anvisiert.

    Für den Abend um 18.00 Uhr haben wir einen Local Steetfood Guide Fulvio gebucht. Er sollte uns Palermo zeigen. Was wir nicht bedachten war, dass auch in Sizilien am Sonntag ein Sonntag ist. Somit war leider vieles geschlossen.

    Wurscht! Er hat uns trotzdem toll durch seine City geführt! 👍 Fulvio hat es tatsächlich geschafft uns eine Spezialität namens Spleen Sandwich zu verabreichen. Ganz ehrlich eine Beuschelsemmel kann er jemanden anden andrehen.

    Ich der Gscheidian, dachte das zu durchschauen. Eigenartigerweise gibts aber tatsächlich viele dieser Straßenverkäufer in Palermo.

    Also wird schon was dran sein. Zum speiben ists trotzdem. Auch wenns zu tode frittiert und gewürzt wurde. 🤢
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  • Day5

    Chaotic Catania

    June 8, 2018 in Italy ⋅ ⛅ 21 °C

    Back on the rails again. Got chatting to a couple from Melbourne who had spent 8 days in Syracuse. ‘Don’t get me wrong’, he said, ‘we loved it, but it does need a bit of TLC and some of these old buildings want demolishing’. Ah, the Aussies…

    Today’s trip involved taking the train to Catania where after a 2 hour break there was a connection to Sicily’s capital, Palermo. The first train was brand new, with comfy leather seats and welcome air-conditioning. The only problem was that it was packed with over-excited teenagers on their way to Rome, and an even more excited teacher who screamed at the top of her voice, constantly waving her arms, pulling passengers from their seats, waving bits of paper and yelling at her charges to sit in their assigned seats. After about 20 minutes her pupils were all finally seated when the train conductor arrived to break the news that they were in the wrong carriage. More yelling and waving of papers, but at last they departed.

    On arrival at Catania with 2 hours to kill, I asked at the Customer Service window if there was any left luggage facility. Without lifting her head from her Bella magazine, the Customer Service representative said ‘no’. Do you have any WiFi in the station? ‘No’. Well, do you know anywhere nearby where I might be able to access WiFi, such as McDonalds or Starbucks? ‘No. We have nothing like that. Nowhere.’ I wondered if she had contemplated a career with the Catania Tourist Information Service.

    I had a hot but interesting walk into the city centre, laden with luggage. The main Duomo Square was beautiful, but the rest of Catania looked like a poor relation of Syracuse, only bigger and more built up - and the litter - cigarette butts everywhere - where were the Glasgow Central Fag Police when you needed them?

    As it was a few hours since breakfast and I would be on the train to Palermo for the next 3 hours, I decided to take a packed lunch on board, given my experience of Trenitalia catering. I found a nice little coffee shop with a smiling senorita who explained she cooked everything herself and it was all health foods. By this time it was too late to make my escape, so I opted for a spinach and ricotta cheese flatbread. She cut me a square with the precision of a surgeon and carefully packed it in a crisp white grease proof envelope. ‘Van ov my desserts, perhaps?’ she suggested with the insistence of Frau Blücher from Young Frankenstein. I pointed to the least offensive - one of her whole meal chocolate and pistachio nut offerings and thought she wouldn’t win any prizes from Mary Berry. A bottle of home made Sicilian lemonade later and I started cramming the goods into my already packed backpack. ‘Oh no’ exclaimed Frau Blücher, ‘you must carry eet like thees’ and held the package up flat on her outstretched palm, a presentation worthy of the adoration of the Magi.
    I returned to catch the train balancing my precious goods and found an unoccupied table seat for four. As I reached for the luggage rack, my precious bakery item slipped from the envelope and landed ricotta side down on the floor. The two girls opposite thought this highly amusing, but I thought what the hell, and picked it up, dusted it down and ate it. Well it was either that or starve.

    I had bought a half kilo of cherries from a fruit stall outside and then proceeded to devour them instead of the nut tart. They were delicious, but the juice from an overripe one squirted over my shirt. By this time the girls were biting their lips and giggling helplessly. I couldn’t quite catch what they were saying, but it was something along the lines of ‘Poor old soul, he really shouldn’t be let out alone’. All I could think of was the lyric from that Francie and Josie song ‘Dae cherry stains come oot?’

    I enjoyed the journey to Palermo - lovely countryside with more oranges and lemons. I hadn’t realised how big Sicily was - the largest island in the Med, with a population similar to Scotland’s. Regrettably there wasn’t time to see much of the capital city, but I would love to come back. I found my way to the docks and boarded the GNV Ferry - Atlas - and was pleased with my cabin accommodation for my overnight sailing to Naples. So long, Sicily, it’s been good. Mostly.
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    Lynn Robertson

    This all needs to be made into a short book. Was howling at the picture of the girl with the outstanding customer service ability! Look forward to the next instalment. Take care. X

    Robert Fyfe

    Thanks, Lynn - I can only write so much as I’m sitting on a train for hours. I promise to give you all a break soon. 😎

    Anne Houston

    Loving all your characterisations! I agree with Lynn - a book in the making!! Xx


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