Wednesday morning we woke to the steady drone of rain on the roof. The rain was relentless and we had no choice but to slog our bags to the car after breakfast and hope that our travels would take us out of the downpour. This day we were to travel to Taormina on the west coast of the island. The guidebooks glowed about the town, calling it “the pearl of Sicily”. It was also just an hour or so from Mt. Etna, Sicily’s active volcano, so two nights in Taormina were to be our tour’s “Grande Finale”.
Did I mention that the rain was relentless? It never let up as we made our way east, forcing us to scrap a planned stop at the ruin Villa Casale, a sumptuous Roman villa with beautifully preserved mosaics. Instead, we slogged onward to Taormina, arriving gratefully to the Hotel Timeo where everything suddenly became OK again, regardless of the weather.
Hotel Timeo is housed in a 19th century villa, perched on a bluff over the Mediterranean, with a direct view of the smoking peak of Mt. Etna to the southwest. This hotel is truly the most beautiful hotel, in the most beautiful setting that I have ever seen, much less stayed in. We are here during the very last week of the season, so the rates are almost reasonable, the staff is gracious and relaxed, and they upgraded our rooms to junior suites…tutto bene!!
Taormina is charming, if admittedly touristy, and we had a great excursion up to Etna. The rain had stopped overnight so by morning, the sun was shining. On Mt. Etna, the wind blew like crazy and was seriously bitter, so we opted to see the volcano in a time efficient manner: skipped the guided walking tour, ran down to see the crater (all smoking and steaming), took pictures, then ran back up to the warming hut. The profundity of the experience, however, was not lost on any of us. To stand on a massive example of nature’s power and potential was truly awesome, especially to a couple of geo-types! The day continued to be wonderful (it happened to be my birthday!) with lunch at a winery on the slopes of Etna, and later Prosecco and dessert on the terrace of the hotel.
Taormina also is home to a wonderful Greek Theater ruin with more fantastic views east over the sea. It was just next to our hotel, so day two was spent seeing the theater and shopping and exploring around the town. Like all great Greek tragedy’s, this story had a sad ending, as Karen and Scotty had to leave us Saturday morning. We returned to Cefalu, had a farewell dinner (home cooked by Michael), and then dropped them at the airport in the wee hours on Saturday. We also said arrivederci to our Cefalu home, Casa Pineta, and again, we thank Jerry from the bottom of our hearts for providing us a base from which to explore the delights of Sicily.

We had arrived in Taoromina the day before in the pouring rain and could not see anything but grey, rain filled skies. Fast forward to the following morning. Open the drapes and window shutters in our unbelievable room and “Oh yeah that snow covered peak over there, 13 miles away, is the Mt Etna standing 10,000 feet and with a bit of steam off the top. Geologists, get your boots on. It’s going to be a great day!

It was damn cold at the top of Mt Etna and the wind was blowing about 35 mph. It sure would have been nice to have some cool weather clothing for the day.

You can’t actually gut up to the active vent on the mountain but we are pretty darn close. Less than a half mile. It is easy to see the bit of steam still venting through the rock at the top.

There is a series of more than a dozen smaller cones that run from just below the summit and down the east side marking past eruption points. The ground is covered in ejected pumice, ash, and solidified lava. This is definitely some of the newest rock on the planet!

The views around the volcano were fantastic. Just to the right of the center are two 40 person buses that transport you across the cinder fields to the top. This is a BIG place!!



















Hi guys,
You all look like you are having a blast! Happy Birthday Laura, even though a tad late, it is sincere. Today is Bridget’s birthday can you believe 23 years?? We were at the ranch last weekend and all is well out there. We could use rain but still have water in the tanks. Herman and Eunice are hanging in there.
Love,
P
Hello Patricia
Please say Happy Birthday to Bridget all the way from Italy. Glad the ranch is well. Did you happen to see a couple of my fishing buds at the house? They got a hog on Sat night!!
Take care
Michael
Happy birthday, Laura! What a special place to celebrate.
Thanks Barry for the birthday wish to Laura. She had a fantastic day. Definitely will be hard to replicate without a plane ticket.
Michael