Aeolian Islands

Exploring the Aeolian Islands today by boat!

When you are on an island volcano that reeks of sulfer, you order for breakfast the brioche and granita, which is a sweet roll with flavored melted shaved ice (like margarita mix) and cream.

Martin didn’t budget for a yacht, so we chartered a paddleboat with a slide attached for 15€ an hour and paddled out around the bay where the kids got to splash around water so clear we could see the fish and rocks down below.

Swimming with Tante Bärbel in the bay. That’s the active volcano Stromboli in the background.

Another view of the bay. The black sand is soft and fine and hot as hell. It’s been entertaining watching the crazy few (kids and adults) run from their towels to the water with no shoes or flip-flops.

This boy insisted on dragging the roller suitcase all over the island. It made him feel grown up and professional. He didn’t realize his big sister was behind him gently lifting it above all the steps and curbs.

She also snapped this picture.

 

 

A Night on the Town

We ran away from the circus and headed to the coast for a dinner by the sea.

Being off the mountain and in a city means being connected to consistent Internet again…and catching up on news.

Reading up about the attack in Turkey now while sitting in an Italian restaurant decorated with Jewish and Catholic art, being served by a Muslim, surrounded by tourists from all over the world.

Sicily is truly a melting pot of people and cultures.

If we allowed fear to guide us, my kids would not know this place. Continue reading

Mt. Etna and Catania

Tiny steps climb big mountains! Today’s mountain was the active volcano, Mt. Etna.

Walking along the rim of one of the volcano craters. This one poured out lava in 2001. “Mom, why we gotta be so close to the edge?” “Because it’s the only way to LIVE!”

Family group pic on a volcano!

Martin’s cousin is an opera singer in Catania. She gave us a tour of her office, Teatro Massimo Bellini. There was a ballet rehearsal going on.

My children were unusually quiet here. We were so fortunate to stand in that gorgeous place and watch.

The ceiling of Teatro Massimo Bellini in Catania.

The ceiling of Teatro Massimo Bellini in Catania.

There’s an outdoor concert tomorrow. We get to watch the rehearsal. Front row seats.

On Our Way to Sicily

Traveling thru southern Italy, talking about Brexit and what it means for Europe, Germany, the United States, our ex-pat friends, and our family’s future. And will America also disappoint in November? Nothing is certain. So very unsettling. Continue reading