Sicily
To celebrate Mic's 50th birthday, we decided to go to Sicily. In part I admit, because we were suffering through a horrible heat wave and a hotel would have AC. How funny that it's only about 60 miles from us, but we had never been together. We would fly into Catania late at night, take a train to Palermo the next morning, then rent a car. For some reason, it was much cheaper to do it that way then to fly into Palermo or rent a car in Catania. I booked a hotel room, but noticed too late that the office closed at 8 PM and we wouldn't arrive till midnight. Of course it was nonrefundable. After several phone calls and emails, she spoke no English and I spoke no Italian, I wasn't at all sure we wouldn't be sleeping in the street. Luck was with us and the lady was waiting up. It was a nice enough hotel, close to the train station and in an OK neighborhood. The hotel was old, with creaky stairs, b...