Our plan on Saturday morning was to head towards “downtown” Siracusa, Sicily and rent a couple of scooters. There was a beach far enough from town that walking was out of the question. As we approached the scooter rental facility, it looked 100% seedy with barely a sign of “Scooter Rentals” anywhere. My wife and I chose to keep walking because surely this couldn’t be the scooter rental we were looking for.
As we aimlessly wandered through town, we noticed everyone seemed to be coming and going from a partilcular street, and naturally we decided to investigate.
Walking through the small-town market of Sicarusa, Sicily still stands as one of my most enjoyable travel experiences. My wife and I slowly walked through the market in awe at the various items sold. Fresh fish. Fresh pasta. Fresh spices. Fresh vegetables. Everywhere we looked there was deliciousness ready to be purchased.
As we took our time in loading up on spices and olive oil, my wife and I turned to head back toward our bed and breakfast. Halfway back through the market an older woman, who was walking next to me, looked over and said “Bella, eh?”
While I glaringly stood out as a tourist and this woman recognized it, she also knew this was a pretty spectacular sight and wanted to acknowledge it with the random stranger next to her.