And I thought the driving in Rome was bad! Sicily didn't have any road signs. None. No stop lights, yield signs, nothing. I saw stop painted on the ground at a major intersection, and that was it. Ahhhhh!
Nothing too spectacular in Catania itself. It is located at the base of Mt. Etna and is one of the largest cities in Sicily. Plus, it's home to the Mafia. I tried to find some members, but no one would admit to it. Plus, no one even said stuff like "say hello to my little friend." Can you believe it?!?!
My favorite memory from Catania was getting back on the boat, going to the hot tub, and relaxing while the sun was setting. Watching the sun go down next to Mt. Etna was just gorgeous.
Here are some pictures...
PS- Do you like my hat? I was trying to look very Mafia like.
The next day was on the boat, so here is a little of life on the boat throughout the week...
Jordan entered a ping-pong tournament and won! The whole thing! He even beat a Japanese dude. He got a gold medal, and best of all, an Italian man kiss.
Our dinner buddies.
Us waiting for the show to start.
Me on the boat *Please notice the rainbow. Perfection, people. Perfection.
And just in case you are feeling too jealous, please remember that I am back in Germany. Where it is cold. And rainy. EVERY DAY UNTIL MAY. Ugh.