So we did: organize a beautiful afternoon for the kids of all the villag e in Sanvito Lo capo, to have fun, talk about this beautiful group of clowns and their activity, to laugh togheter.
Finally we had some real “young” guests at the hostel thanks to the clown senza frontiere.
The Show was playful, the girls are fantastic.
Check their facebook page for more info and updates.
The “antenna a mare” is
a game where a mast is put in horizontal position at the Sanvito Lo Capo harbour with a flag at the end. Participants have to walk all the way till the end on a soapy surface to grab the flag. No need to underline that this thing can become dangerous. It takes place around 16:30 during the patron saint day, the 15th of every June.
Same day the saint (a “live version of him”) arrives from the sea in a boat. Everybody Onshore waits for him to have a procession till the Sancuary and fireworks for the religious community.
It’s an other tradition where sacred and profane melt into the same frame of celebration, the same day, the same supporting elements which are the sea, the boats and the crowds watching, living and rewarding them.
In the western facing little seaside towns, Sunset is a must to see. Around the western costline in Sicily is such a deal that doesn’t lead to any romantic attachment anymore. People from Trapani are so into the sunset that they always try to get along with it. It’s a show that our world offers on a daily basis and this doesn’t make it boring at all not even if you attend it every single day.
A very common and lovely routine here around is to invite friends for “sunsetting” together. That makes it the most social part of the day. Even when alone, it is still something that makes you willing to stop for a second, no matter where you are. Watching the most special star falling behind the horizon is the best and chilled part of the day.
Here is a list of what I belive are the Best spots to have the greatest enlightments of your life: “Punta Sottile” lighthouse in Favignana island, Faraglioni in Favignana island,
Lazzaretto in the old Trapani harbour, Mount Erice at Venus castle gardens,
Stagnone Lagoon sault farms,
Mount Monaco in Sanvito Lo Capo,
Mount Cofano at Cornino side, Macari bay
Sanvito Lo Capo lighthouse
It was like coming back in Italy. I worked hours and hours on the applyication for the italian public school board for teachers. It is like swimming against the courrent because the gouvernment website is quite impossible to understand. Once you succeed to have the application form in your hands your problems are just about to start. It is written in a special language made with the special purpose of being incomprehensible and to be filled with data from the stone age, absurd to tell and impossible to find (some questions sound just like “which colour was the chair of the first left-handed classmate you had?) Seriously?
You have no choice: you need to feel that form closing your eyes and hoping that the answer is pertinent. That is Italian bureaucracy
Well well everybody says in Australia there is a beautiful warm climate. I didn’t experienced it so far. Till now I needed to get out from home with two bags of cloths for all seasons. I cannot buy an umbrella because when it is rain is also windy: the umbrella would break in 2 seconds. Every time it rains it does when I need to run to catch a bus, and the only sunny spots are when I’m sitting on the bus. (If I ever make to catch it). Work situation was so bad that in my two bags I was carrying also shirts and pants for crazy and unpredictable hospitality jobs last time callings.
It was such an unlucky week indeed. All my efforts to find a place to stay weren’t enough. It’s worse than a competition. If you want to share a house you need to pass the “flatmates examination”: some of them want you to be a party animal, some of them a boring money maker machine with a serious job but not serious enough to let you buy a house.
That was the period in which I started to make the way back plan…
The nbc orchestra wanted me as cellist and that turned my ugly week into a rainbow!
When I decided to leave Italy again I didn’t care about what I was bringing, cause normally I try to travel with things that I can get rid of, or that I can trade…but this time there was something special I wanted to bring : I introduce you to Claude, my cello. I must say that Claude was waiting for me since a long time cause when I was travelling across the Pacific Ocean I loan it to a friend of mine. When my friend had to move quickly back in the Sicily she didn’t have time to bring Claude back to my sister’s house. That’s why my cello was in somebody’s house waiting for me. Thanks to Gab, one of the angels around me, when I arrived in Torino for my last stop in Italy before leaving I found my beautiful cello back! I must say that people really love musicians around, or at least they like to see people travelling with musical instruments: I didn’t remember that they checked my ID…perhaps I forgot, or perhaps they where so curious asking me questions about that weird shaped guitar that they ignored myself to smile at the cello! I take it like a gift from the people: you always want to be thankful to people that make your life sensitively better, playing and perhaps making you smile or cry (depending on your need)