The Best of Cefalù: A Dispatch from Sicily

I step off the hot, crowded second-class carriage into to the train station, and I make my way down the curving hill to Piazza Garibaldi. There are groups of older gentleman sitting on benches chatting away, laughing and gesticulating wildly. I continue on through the steep, narrow, cobbled alleyways to my apartment, hearing the air punctured by the “ring-ding-ding” noises of the old Vespa engines … Continue reading The Best of Cefalù: A Dispatch from Sicily