Most afternoons after lunch come the siesta time. At first, I slept for 15 minutes, but knowing that nothing is opened from 1 o’clock to at least 4 thirty in the afternoon, there isn’t a rush to get up, so gradually, I slept for an hour, and sometimes 2. This is also another reason for not being able to fit into those bikinis.

Here in Sicily; like France, lunch time is sacred, everywhere is closed, and streets are calm and quiet. Only a few warm breezes sweep through the pile of litter on the street disturbing the ... (more)