Done and done … for now …

Our plane to Munich is filling up with sleepy travelers; the attendant is making announcements, sounding a bit like a parody of every German spy movie ever made. “Mr. Sanchez.  You vill come to zee front, pleez!” It is a German crew, following our Spanish crew from yesterdays layover in Barcelona. Despite strike warnings of …

Sicily and its sweet center.

We are at our nearly last place of accommodation. Sicily. We took a spectacular ferry and drive. The island of Sicily is quite beautiful, as we were told. But, since we are doing some comparisons here – this place, this B&B is unlike anyplace we have stayed before. Acireale, near Catania, feels much like a …

Chianalea — cats, pirates and fishing.

We leave Scilla in the morning, probably before you will read this. Brother Bill is safely back to his routine in Cleveland, Robert and Elizabeth are probably in Venice, and the remaining four of us soldier onward south. This small fishing village connects through to the larger Scilla (pronounced Sheila). Lew just took this photo, …

Trulli – We truly do!

Leaving the amazing Matera yesterday, having peeked, poked, prodded and photographed everything that stood motionless. It was a short drive of slightly over an hour and a half to bring us through the Puglia countryside. Puglia’s whole look is different than the patchwork quilt of Bettola, or the hilly vineyards and plots of tomatoes of …