Paola took me to the village about 20 minutes’ drive from Realmonte. It is a village she likes most, and where her aunt lives. Siculiana got its name from this Castle; Castello de Chiaramonte. It sits on the top of the hill and was built during Arab times. Not until early 14th century when Federico Chiaramonte had it reconstructed to its present splendor. There is a museum with artifacts and stories of the castle, many rooms are preserved and still be seen: a former banquet room, stables, kitchen, jails and also a church. The main banquet hall had been and is still a place for celebrating grand weddings. The village itself spreads along from the hillside to the Mediterranean coast, with a famous beach - Siculiana Marina, though the facilities and environment now are a bit rundown. The narrow and windy paths twist around the village made interesting walks. The thing that most interests me is all flats got balconies, and some of the older buildings got ornamented wrought iron ones. The baroque style Church; Chiesa Madre, stands in the piazza, it houses the black Christ and you can find Hebrew inscriptions on the wall. As in any other villages but on different days in the week, the market in Siculiana drops on a Saturday. One can find some local produce, like olive oil, cheese, sausages and fruits, but clothes; jewelries and everyday supplies seem to occupy a huge amount of share in space. Between Agrigento and Realmonte, there stands this Porto Empedocles (named after a Greek philosopher), where you can take a ferry crossing to the nearby islands Linosa or Lampedusa. The first weekend of September, this Port has a big festival for San Calogero, the "Black Saint". There is a procession of the Saint followed by a marching band. People throw bread made with sesame seeds and fennel to the cart in procession, and on the last day, it ends with a spectacular firework off the port. Of course in those 3 days everywhere on the main street is jammed packed with people, stalls, and tables from the restaurants and bars. Everyone comes out to enjoy themselves. After all the excitement yesterday, going to the beach again sounds pretty good to me. From Lido Rossello, we walked to the other stretch of beach closer to the Turkish Stairs. A burnt ship was laid on the beach as a specimen or as a sculpture, only you can decide. ( Sicily Part 3 - Valley of the Temple, Agrigento )