This was our last day, and a free one, so we did very little. Because we breakfasted a bit later today, not having to eat at 7 so as to rush off to Etna, we were able to have our breakfast on the terrace, with views over the bay.
We had intended to swim in the morning, but as you can see from the sky, it wasn't a particularly nice day.
We lazed about in the morning, reading and, in my case, finishing yesterday's blog. Paul was also reading and looking at his email. Eventually, we got ourselves together and went out for a walk along the very long beach.
The weather continued very dull, so after lunch we decided to go into Taormina for a proper look around, and caught a bus from one end of the town.
As the bus was almost empty, we sat at the front, and it was quite a hair-raising drive. The bus had a lot of difficulty on the tight hairpin bends, and there were many occasions when I wondered if the paint would be scraped off the bus onto the wall. At one spot, we met an been bigger bus on the way down, and he gave way and backed back up the hill, as did the traffic behind him. Driving on these roads is not an easy job!
On this occasion, we had more time to explore the town and went much further along the main street. Half way along the street is a small square with a restored 12th century clock tower, and two old churches, 15th century Sant' Agostino, (which is now a library) and San Guiseppe, with a 17th century facade.
My picture only shows the clock tower, with San Guiseppe on the right. This square is at the edge of the cliff, so there are views across the bay. I didn't take a veryngood picture of the bay, but it's a similar one to the one I failed to post yesterday, taken from the Greek theatre.
By this time I was glad to see the only public WC I had noticed in the town, though I had to pay 50 cents to use it. This make even most central London loos look cheap!
If you go through the gate in the clock tower, there is another street of old buildings beyond, leading to another small square. This has a 13th century church, and an ornate 17th century fountain.
As time was passing, and the bus terminus was by now quite some distance away, we turned back, stopping on the way for an ice cream - a scoop of melon and one of black cherry, in my case, both delicious. The bus back was very crowded, so we had to fight our way on, but we managed to get a seat, and were back in good time to have showers and be dressed in time for 6.30, when we had our last evening talk. Then we went out, quite sadly, for our last group meal. We leave for home tomorrow.
I hope I manage to post this blog, the wireless network keeps dropping my connection. I have tried 6 times so far, and am fast losing patience. The connection gives me an IP address, but only for a few seconds.
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