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The Flavours of Sicilia

When you have mixed heritage and live in one country, you always feel the need to explore the other side of where you came from, I know I do anyway. I love travelling, but I love travelling to Italy because I feel at home, and each time I learn something, see something, or eat something that I haven’t before. The first time I went to Sicilia (In Italian you pronounce ‘ci’ as ‘chi’ and ‘ce’ as ‘che’ – now I know you’re trying to say it) I was young enough to run around in only bikini bottoms, not old enough to remember much at all, so I was excited to go back. You hear stories (my dad doesn’t talk about anything else) and see pictures, but nothing is the same as experiencing the beauty of a place first hand. Hopefully I can share with you all the sights & secrets of my trip so you can live vicariously through me, or perhaps this will make you want to visit for yourself one day.

Serenity

Since I was a baby I had a St. Christopher on a gold chain that I’ve worn all my life, but recently it broke so I thought where better to replace it than in Sicily. When I arrived I ventured out expecting to fall into a row of prestigious shops (this is Italy?) but there weren’t really any around the area. I stayed just outside of Palermo, in Foro Italico/Umberto, a fishing district in the 1900’s. It was honestly beautiful and made me forgot all about buying a new charm. IMG_6522

This is the green before the Marina where all boats on their way into Palermo dock. We played football and volleyball and flew kites here in the afternoon through sunset. The temperature drops slightly so you can stay out in it and play overlooking the Marina before you go back and get ready for your evening meal. (It’s all good until you hear a wasp coming for you, they are honestly so big they sound like they have motors!).

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I think that when you go away you give yourself time to breathe, time to think things through and recuperate. Physically my body needed some chill time but also my mind and I think everyone needs that at some point or another. Sicily is a beautifully slow paced place, like anywhere you have to side step the hustle and bustle of a city, but generally the Mediterranean way of life is a mellow and gentle one and it’s one of the reasons I’m always so drawn to it. In Jesolo the roads are shut off from 8pm at night so everyone can walk the streets, buy ice cream and slices of pizza and play arcade games and sit on the beach and when I was younger I could never understand why we didn’t do that in England (obviously now I do) but the fact that it was a possibility somewhere, coming back was like i’d left a dream. Returning is like slipping back into one.