The waters at Taormina

The azure mediterranean with the full sunshine on a rocky beach never ceases to amaze me. This little exemplary bay was also as it happened full of fish very close to the beach.
  

Taxidi entos Siculia

This is a photojournal of a recent trip Irs and I made to Sicily. The plan was hasty and endured many changes. Some dramatic and some trivial. At the end, I also got a mighty bit of local knowledge from a friend, Isa. Especially where to eat. And we discovered our own favourites too.

The first day we landed in Catania. As the plane circled Ira thought she saw red flashes from the general direction of what we assumed might have been Mt. Etna. We assumed the next day it could have also simply been lightning and reflections from the clouds and a lot of imagination!

That very night, for it was already midnight, we picked up a car that we were meant to rent. Just remember if you ever pick up a fiat, the reverse gear is locked against accidental usage- lift the little disc to engage! After this minor discovery followed the more substantial one that unline in Germany, signposts in Sicily tend to be more cryptic, hidden and highway (autostrada) signposts often tucked behind advertisement hoardings. The exits and entrances often pass through narrow passages between houses. Its amazing that then once we reached the autostrada to Messina, it was smooth sailing. Until reaching Taormina, where we figured that we needed to figure out how to pay the highway toll. Thankfully at that time of the night it is all free since nobody mans the turnstiles anyway.