From Syracuse the road leads ever south, down towards Noto - a Baroque gem of which pictures will follow later - and then up towards Modica and Ragusa, where we're heading tomorrow.
Again, I won't dwell on the physical demands of this ride, even in the modest temperatures that obtain in the middle of October. We got there. It wasn't a bundle of fun. End of story.
Much more enjoyable are the street scenes that greet us when we eventually emerge from much needed showers, cups of restorative tea and the sadly diminishing fruit cake. The Sicilian families still love to get out and about when the day's heat has calmed, to promenade, to chat and to sit in the many cafes passing the time. It's a tradition as old as the arcades down which they walk and it's great to be here and see it all about us.
I'll try and take some pictures of this tomorrow to post. I took a sequence of photos today at Noto of two old chaps having a very animated conversation. There was a lot of gesticulation, of touching each other for emphasis, of drama and humour that seemed very Mediterranean. Again, pics to follow.
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