I wish the world was flat like the old days
Then I could travel just by folding a map
No more airplanes, or speed trains, or freeways
There’d be no distance that could hold us back.
~The New Year by Death Cab for Cutie
If only it were that easy to travel. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE the hustle and bustle of the airport, a good adrenaline rush as you run from one side of the airport to the other, hoping to make your connecting flight. The sunsets and sunrises that you see from your window seat that make you feel like you need to pinch yourself to know that they’re real. A good travel story…that’s what I live for.
One day I’m going to keep an actual travel journal so that I can relive my experiences on the road. For now though, my blog is my travel journal. Let’s step back to March 2013 when I traveled to Italy. You may remember these blog posts: When in Rome, Oh Sicily…, and St. Joseph’s Day in Sicily. Well, here is Palermo. One day, while staying at Case Vecchie, we took a day trip to downtown Palermo to visit one of the farmer’s markets. WHAT. AN. EXPERIENCE. I remember like it was yesterday how I nearly lost my breakfast on the bus ride into town from all of the twists and turns of the road. And then once we got into town, it was so crowded. The streets were filled with both shoppers and vendors. We tasted the sweetest and probably the most delicious strawberries I’ve ever eaten in my life.
After exploring the market we found a small restaurant with outdoor seating where the 12 of us enjoyed eggplant caponata along with fresh cheese and bread purchased at the market. This is one of life’s simple pleasures. This is living.