La Scala Dei Turchi

After a rather unsettled night and some delicious pistachio croissants, Mr P and I climbed back up 250 steps (counted them this time) to pick up our car and drive back to Palermo. We stopped off at this fascinating spot and had the best swim of our trip so far. After lunch at a beach bar, Mr P managed to navigate the terrifying traffic, in particular when we got back into Palermo. So relieved that we and the car are in one piece! We’re now on the night train to Rome (the train goes on a boat to cross the Strait of Messina). We’re sharing our couchette with a very nice (and quiet) Swiss couple but a group of very noisy Italians are in the next compartment. I think it’s going to be a long night!