Saturday, August 18, 2012

La Spiaggia

Once a very tired Elliott came home from Ghana this morning, we all made the hour trek to another beachy paradise--this time, right outside of Syracusa.

Even though the Outer Banks in North Carolina is very near and dear to my heart, it just can't compare to crystal clear water and white sand in the Mediterranean. The only downside was feeling a little too close for comfort to young (and some not-so-young) steamy Italian lovers. 

This is the view from a rocky ridge on one side of the cove where Jess, Elliott, and I climbed. Even better was jumping off just below.

On the other side of the cove we found the main attraction: a large group of Italians showed us up with back flips and dives into the water from impressive heights. In some ways it reminded me of taking children down to the river and jumping off the rocks in Honduras...except without machetes. 

As I mentioned in a previous post, the Medieval Festival has been going on all week during the evenings here in Motta. Jess, Becca, and I have spectated a number of performances ranging from fire juggling to belly dancing. Jess was so moved by a particular belly dancing performance last night that she created her own spirited rendition. I'll leave it to her to explain that one.

Another nightly ritual here: we love dark chocolate gelato! And happen to be blending in seamlessly at the Medieval Festival...

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