Italy

The stunning coastal scenery below Taormina

The stunning coastal scenery below Taormina


From Catania we took a bus an hour up the coast to Taormina, Sicily’s most upscale resort town. Taormina is perched high up on cliffs overlooking some gorgeous rocky outcrops linked together by beaches. Yesterday’s primary activity was a climb down, a few hours on the beach, and then a tough climb back up to town.

Even though Taormina is quite a climb up from those beaches, you can then look up and see the town of Castelmola lingering way up higher yet. So naturally today was dedicated to a climb up to Castelmola and coffee in a charming square. We were rewarded with spectacular views down to Taormina and across the straits of Messina to the coast of Calabria, the toe of mainland Italy.

Oh, and I almost forgot to mention that looming above everything is the menacing form of Mt. Etna, the tallest active volcano in Europe.

The view from our balcony -- the Mediterranean to the left, Mount Etna to the right

The view from our balcony — the Mediterranean to the left, Mount Etna to the right

The hill town of Castelmola looking down on us

The hill town of Castelmola looking down on us

On the scenic climb up to Castelmola

On the scenic climb up to Castelmola

Pesce alla Messinese -- fish with olives, tomatoes, onions, capers

Pesce alla Messinese — fish with olives, tomatoes, onions, capers

Strolling through the public garden

Strolling through the public garden

Panorama of one lovely square, and yes, those are jacarandas off to the left and that's me off to the right

Panorama of one lovely square, and yes, those are jacarandas off to the left and that’s me off to the right

Lots of garlic!

Lots of garlic!

We are extremely happy to be back in Italy, and Sicily no less. A handful of summer commitments means that we are on a bit of a tight schedule, so this is a brief stop, just six days. And we’re dividing it between the two Sicilian destinations we didn’t quite make it to last year, Catania and Taormina.

Cheese!

Cheese!

Catania, Sicily’s second city after Palermo, is really a beautiful place. It’s got everything we loved about Naples and Palermo — grand but crumbling architecture, laundry hanging everywhere, bright and colorful markets. But it’s a little less chaotic and even a little more elegant.

We can partly credit the great earthquake of 1693, which completely destroyed the city. This led to a rebuild in glorious baroque style with countless grand squares linked by broad beautiful avenues. It’s also a university town, so those lovely squares are packed with vibrant cafes and bars.

Those look like white mulberries. Perhaps my agriculture editor in LaSalle will have insights on this.

Those look like white mulberries. Perhaps my agriculture editor in LaSalle will have insights on this.

And then there is the food. No place else does the arugula taste like this. Or the olive oil. Or the bright red cherry tomatoes. Or the fennel. We’ll be in Italy for just over a month, and we’re pretty happy about that.

CORRECTION: My posting of May 26 incorrectly identified some kind of green produce as cauliflower. Our LaSalle-based agriculture editor provided evidence that cauliflower doesn’t look like that at all.

Did I mention the food yet? Our first lunch in Catania started with this little spread of insanely delicious Sicilian appetizers.

Did I mention the food yet? Our first lunch in Catania started with this little spread of insanely delicious Sicilian appetizers.

The grand baroque streets of Catania

The grand baroque streets of Catania

This saint looks pretty serious. Note also the heavy use of lava stone in architecture -- something they have in abundance here at the foot of Mt. Etna.

This saint looks pretty serious. Note also the heavy use of lava stone in architecture — something they have in abundance here at the foot of Mt. Etna.

I've never had arugula that tastes anything like the arugula in Italy

I’ve never had arugula that tastes anything like the arugula in Italy

Glorious Naples

Glorious Naples

It’s hard to believe our time in southern Italy has come to an end. When we started this visit with a four-day stop in Naples, we were utterly fascinated by the place. So after 5 weeks of island hopping in the Bay of Naples, touring Sicily, and biking through Apulia, we decided to end our visit with another four days in Naples.

That allowed us to correct two flaws from our first visit. We hadn’t managed to get to the famed Naples Archeology Museum, and we hadn’t quite made it to the spectacular ruins of Pompeii. I’d seen Pompeii in my European backpacking trip 29 years ago, but I probably appreciated it a little more this time. It’s incredible to see so much of a city that was buried in ash 2,000 years ago. And the museum in Naples is an amazing complement with its vast collection of mosaics and household objects from Pompeii and statuary from throughout antiquity.

The spectacular ruins of Pompeii

The spectacular ruins of Pompeii

A seafood-themed mosaic from Pompeii in the Naples Archeology museum

A seafood-themed mosaic from Pompeii in the Naples Archeology museum

But we especially just enjoyed wandering around in this utterly unique, chaotic, and colorful city. It teems with life. Every stereotype of Italy, good and bad, is on overdrive here. On the surface, Naples often looks surprisingly like a developing country; you could practically be in Egypt or Jamaica. We stayed right smack in the center of historic Naples, a vast area that feels a bit like a slum. But it’s a slum with Italian flair, overflowing with crumbling monuments, religious shrines, and endless culinary temptations.

So this morning we’ll board a fast train for Rome, where we’ll have just enough time for lunch before we head to the airport. And tomorrow morning we’ll land in Bangkok for a whole new chapter in this great adventure.

One of my favorite observations in Southern Italy was the ticket validation process on this bus from Bari to Conversano. As each passenger boards, they hand their ticket to the driver, who rips off a chunk and tosses it out the window.

One of my favorite observations in southern Italy was the ticket validation process on this bus from Bari to Conversano. As each passenger boards, they hand their ticket to the driver, who rips off a chunk and tosses it out the window.