After a full week, I finally left Palermo… and I really did leave a piece of my heart there. I was absolutely mesmerized by that city… and if I ever return to Sicily… it will be the first place on my list to visit. Cefalù On one of the days I was there, I took the train to Cefalù… a seaside town only an hour away. It was charming… and I enjoyed it, but I felt myself beginning to wear thin. Cefalù was lovely… smaller... and much quieter than Palermo. It was a Sunday, so more

I left Ragusa early to catch my bus to Catania... again ... where I’d have to transfer to a train that would take me all the way up to the northwestern area of Sicily, Palermo. It was going to be a very long day. Ragusa For once, I actually felt confident about my bus from Ragusa. There was actually a bus station... AND a man at the ticket desk who specifically told me where to go, where the bus would be arriving, when to get on, and when it would leave. Phewf! What a refre

I have something I really need to admit... I am absolutely addicted to spinach arancini. I actively hunt them down. Yes, arancini is everywhere; of course, it's Italy. BUT it’s almost always the meat kind. The spinach ones are a different shape and size... and you can usually spot a hint of green peeking through... so I really do have to seek them out. I've become a bit of a pro, though. My two loves I’ve had to limit myself to one a day… even though, in my heart of hearts,