A Trip To The Heath!

We spend a shot time in Vedicari National Reservoir, but this time of year was way to warm to make an excursion through the heath, even when it seemed there was great nature to encounter. There were so many great colors: the sky, the grass, the water. We walked down to the beach, which was the main attraction for many visitors, and then before melting we hurried back into the shadow. 

Ragusa!

Visiting Ragusa during the siesta was really nice, since the city and its long straight streets lay almost desolate. It was quite the contrast to Taormina, where it was hard not to get a person in my frame. Here it was hard finding a person to take a picture of.

It would have been nice to feel the buzz of a city that in many ways seemed larger than the other ones we visited. But at the same time it was nice strolling up and down the streets in complete quietness.

Modica!

Modica was a small and very charming city in the mountains, where the old part of town didn't only consist of narrow streets but also many stairs that had to be climbed to reach the high view point in the Town. It had a slight South American feel to it. I probably never before experienced a city so similar in color.

If I felt lost in the streets of Syracuse I probably had even less sense of direction here. Luckily it helps having three other people two follow plus meeting friendly locals who can point in the right direction.

Toarmina!

Taormina was a much more vibrant city doing the daytime than Syracuse. Mainly because of the large amount of tourist staying at the many resorts surrounding the city. Believe it or not it was quite difficult to take pictures without people in them.

I was glad that we visited, but also happy not to have stayed there during the whole time in Sicily. Even if Taormina could seem like a vacation paradise, I found Syracuse to be much more exiting and charming.

Hiking Up The Mountain Side!

Taormina is a city closely located to Etna. We took the train one day north to explore a bit. Taormina is also located quite high, at least from where the station is, so we took a very warm hike up the side of the mountain doing midday sun to get there.

I never saw the cactus fruits growing, but remember seeing them at the local grocer in Germany. The trip to Sicily really made me want to taste them. Every time we passed them on the hillside I was tempted to take one, but in the end we bought one at the market, trying to avoid hazard of getting little spikes into our hands. Didn't manage that completely.