When I was a kid, my parents took us to these five isolated villages for the very first time. I still remember us jumping off the rocks into crystal clear water with my brother in Manarola. That memory never faded. I just told myself I will go back one day and hike the entire way from the first village to the last one- and so I did along with Denis and my parents!
| Views over the charming Taormina |
Just in time for the sunset we arrived to one of the most beautiful places we had yet been in Sicily- Taormina. We drove a rocky road to get to the top of the town, and the sun had just started setting behind Etna in a distance. On the other side was the calm, smoky blue Ionian Sea.
| Would imagine Mars to look something like this... |
We had spent a day getting familiar with the surroundings on Etna and were totally ready for our day out on the volcano. We drove to the start of the most famous ski slopes on Etna (they have to redo the lifts every 5 years after being destroyed by lava) and wanted to hike as high as we could get. Unfortunately the paths to the main craters were closed due to an eruption the week before, and so no one was able to get that far up. The thick fog made everything look so surreal as we checked out some lower cones and craters. Even with a poor visibility, the color scale of the volcanic rock was intense; every shade of red, yellow, purple and black.
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| Young lava fields |
We had based ourselves in the small village of Nicolosi in order to get around the Etna national park.
We got a car from the airport and tried to get pass the downtown of Palermo, which really wasn’t that fun at all. The street safety there is really bad, we could see crosses set for young people who had passed away on that road (disturbingly with photos on them!), let's just say that we were glad to get pass that part. Once out of the city, the drive was really scenic, we could see small villages up on the mountainsides and plenty of plantations along the way. Somewhere quite in the middle of Sicily, we drove up to this small hilltop village called Enna.
One of the best benefits of work that I can ever think of: free travel. Ciao Dolce Vita! As I was the responsible for the FIA European Truck Race Championship sponsoring, it was only natural I had to attend some of the races. So we wanted to make the best of it, and made it a long weekend in Rimini. We rented a car in Bologne airport and drove straight down to the Adriatic coast. After struggling our way through the narrow one-way streets, we finally arrived in front of our hotel: it was an artsy type boutique hotel on a small street, just across the street from the beach.


