Or How I Ended Up Talking to the Carabinieri
April, even late April is off season for tourists in Sicily. Apparently, the season officially starts during the first week of May. In Catania, this meant that the Piazza at the center of town was mostly empty. Which was nice, because it was the first place we went, and where I started to try out my auto-didactic, learned it on the flight over Italian. This was where we were hoping to shake off the tourist, just landed dust. Unfortunately, what got shook down was me, or rather my pocket. Continue reading “Haven’t You Ever Seen The Godfather?”