It was a dark and rainy morning…
Our group assembled for a tour of the Greek theater ruins.
Our guide for the ruins, Maria.
A church door.
Oh, you wanted to see some color. Okay.
The Greek ruins (with an overlay of Roman bricks)
The tour guide, Maria, again.
Ann borrows a Vespa.
The view from our balcony included the mid-town medieval clock tower.
There were cats…
Talk about a couple of d**kheads!
Gracie sold paintings by a “very talented artist.” After Ann bought one she confided that the artist was her husband.
This text is so much more interesting than your serenade.
Taormina is another small town perched on the side of a mountain in Sicily. But it is a lot more fashionable and touristy that the quieter, more spiritual Erice. It is home to a film festival and has long been a resort for the rich and famous. It served as “home base” on our tour for several days so these pictures will be spread out over several posts.
The view from our balcony
The other view from our balcony
A rainy morning on the roof
The shopping district
The church next to the hotel (not to be confused with the many other churches in town)
Rosalie in the door of a different church
Taormina panorama (with the town of Naxos in the distance)