The former convent where we stayed had its own library.

And its own chapel.


Leaving Erice took us down by theĀ Mediterranean port city of Trapani and this magnificent little mountain.

Like this:
Like Loading...
Related
Published by
JeffDamron
Husband, father, hillbilly, attorney, photographer, writer, reader, Monday crossword puzzle solver, gamer, omnivore, blogger, laugher, and spiritual seeker. Not a fan of labels. But I do love irony.
View all posts by JeffDamron