Ok, just one more -- but 13 cappuccinos is my limit.

Yea baby, Club Med Kamarina! No, I don’t know why Andrea keeps insisting that we spend our holidays at these places. We’ve been here ten nights and we have four more to go. Aside from swimming (that’s me in the photo – as you can see the pool is quite tiny and very crowded), sailing catamarans in the Med, aerobics, ping pong, tennis, trapeze (see Andrea in the photo on the right about to get caught by a hunky French 18-year-old), basketball, archery, massive buffets, fancy coffee drinks, local wine and cocktail tasting (try a Campari Americano, with soda), fitness/weight lifting, pool games, crazy signs, coffee games, walking to nearby ruins (this is Italy, after all), laughing uproariously, and planning practical jokes to play on the GOs,and winning medals by crushing lesser mortals in sport tournaments, we haven’t found anything to do.

This place really sucks – I can’t wait to get back to those cobblestone streets where we can look at a few more old churches. We hooked up with Marty (our pal from California - pictured here with our salsa dance instructor), and he’ll be traveling with us for 6-8 weeks.

The only break in our day-to-day hedonism at Club Med has been our quick visit out to Villa Romana (see previous post). We rented a car that Marty drove very fast (imagine Racer X from the hit animated show “Speed Racer”) and used his GPS which encouraged us to take exciting unpaved roads – “strada deformata.” If you’re ever in Sicily looking for paths created for ox carts, we can give you some great pointers…

After we exit this Sicilian Club Med paradise (um, yea - kidding before about not liking Club Med – we’re having so much fun here is why we haven’t been checking email) we head to Siracusa. The burg was once the most important city in the western world (described by Cicero as the most beautiful Greek city and greatest of them all) and home of Archimedes and his war machines like "The Claw" that grabbed attacking ships and turned them over, and "The Heat Ray;" mirrors that supposedly magnified the rays of the sun to set Roman ships on fire, etc. Man, that guy was a regular Dr. Evil...

I'm guessing it was something like 20 years before the Romans passed legislation permitting them to siege Siracusa at night -- probably fast-tracked through by the young up-and-coming senator who landed that swanky villa near Piazza Armerina.

Soon after Siracusa we’ll climb Mount Etna, and then zip through Palermo before catching an overnight ferry to Tunis (Carthage!).

Yipe – our time in Sicily is running out! This reminds me; I better get a few extra helpings of sardine pasta while I still can, panini, hmmmm.... I wonder if the Carthaginians are into teh tarik …