I was all ready to blow out Sicily & southern Italy, shoot over to Sardinia & spend the last couple of weeks chilling out on some beach. But the wife talked me into the opposite. We’ve blown out Sardinia & come down to Sicily. But we’ve got of the main land & are staying the week in Malfa on the small Aeolian island of Salina (did you notice that, Aeolian is jus a ‘u’ short of having all the vowels in 1 word, bit greedy don’t you think). I must say that I’m glad she talked me into it. It is one of the best places I’ve been to in Italy. It’s a tiny island, just 27km in circumference, made up of 2 volcano’s. The 2 cones of the volcano look like a giant pair of boobs & we’re staying right in the cleavage. There are 7 islands in total & all volcanic but its only Stromboli that’s still active & at night we can sit on our veranda looking out over the Med & watch it erupt into the night. It is brilliant.
We’re here for a week & we are just going to enjoy the views, eat, drink & sleep but yesterday we hired a boat for the day & motored round the perimeter & I fucking loved it. We set of at about 10 & spent the whole day exploring the grottos & caves of our little island. We anchored in tiny bays with the vertical walls of the volcano shooting steeply either side so we had the places all to our selves. Diving in from our boat & swimming to shore & just chilling out on the deck in the sun, even the wife (who is an avant scaredy cat when it comes to the sea) managed to jump in a few times. We even see a couple of flying fish as we speed out to sea. They were great, out of the water by about 2 meters & flying along for about 300m before the splashed back in again & it was like they was racing us, they were so close the wife even thought we were going to hit 1.
|Our boat for the day.|
|Or was it this 1?|
From here we go back to main land Sicily for 3 nights & stay in Catania then we fly back home to the UK for a little while. We haven’t decided what to do while in Catania but lets hope the journey there will be a bit better than getting here!
We left Positano at 10:30am on Saturday & got here at 12:30 the following afternoon. It took 4 buses (2 crashed & 1 cult on fire) a train, a ferry, 2 hydrofoils & a scary taxi ride with a Mafia burger flipper! It surely can’t be any worse than that?