Blessed with yet another morning of robin egg blue skies tickled by warm fingers of breeze, the little harbor seemed to shout a hearty Buon giorno to our gang of 6 as we strolled toward the dock that berthed our awaiting vessel.
The evening before we'd booked an excursion up and down the coast on the motonave Penelope (pronouced Pehn-neh-low-peh in proper Sicilian), a motorized catamaran whose mission was to haul tourists up and down the coastal waterways of northwestern Sicily.
Captained by a crusty but kind ol' feller and first-mated by a burly Sicilian who looked like he stepped right out of a Popeye cartoon, we obeyed captain's orders and boarded efficiently. My first impression was more along the lines of "Uh oh...crowded tourist boat and that's about it...", but fortunately I was at least partially wrong. It was a bit crowded, and we were all tourists; however, the coastal views we would be treated to as we navigated the steely blue waters west rated five-star spectacular.
Paula A. Reynolds
Lover of travel and life's many other blessings!