Sicily04 – The streets, food

I have not said much about Palermo itself, streets, atmosphere, food …

There is a large new section where we did not go. The old section where we are staying has narrow streets, often with few walkers but frequent motor scooters, electric scooters (driven by careless youths, upwards from say, 12) some cars. The wider streets are full of constant traffic, crossing roads is a matter of choosing a faded zebra-crossing and facing down approaching cars, stare at the driver and walk in front of him, they drive generally slowly so not too dangerous, there are few crossings controlled by lights.

The street markets are great, narrow streets further narrowed by stalls, crowded with shoppers, lots of loud discussion and disputing.

I haven’t taken any decent pictures of streets, but this is a kind of idea, the paving slabs are marble, must be slippery in the wet.
A section of the market selling tablecloths, Barbara fancies one for a dress.

Now food, somehow the pasta always tastes better in Italy. Spaghetti with seafood at the local restaurant was very good, then Swordfish steaks, then creamy ice-cream. Always too easy to eat too much.

Raw red prawns are a common starter, I was not disciplined enough to take the photo before eating most of them.
My post for yesterday only got as far as lunch, which was Bruschetta.
And Tunisian aperitivos.
Then we walked way across town.
Past a bombastic statue of Philip the something above subdued colonial subjects (!)
To a very old monastery …
With a sweet white rose climbing up the well in the middle of the cloister.