Saturday, April 6, 2024

Island Hopping 2024: Giarratana, A trip to Ragusa

Thursday April  4:  This morning was just like yesterday, no hearing, no pain (as long as I kept the ibuprofen up).  We were running dangerously low on the ibuprofen and I was able to talk Sandy into going to the bigger town of Ragusa to get some.  Ragusa is an ancient and charming hilltop town.  The old city (Ragusa Ibla) is on my list of places to spend a day.  But today, it was my promise to Sandy, who still feels responsible for healing me, that we were going just to get necessary business done, no site seeing.  That business was; gasoline, ibuprofen from the farmacia, cash from an ATM, and finally a more complete grocery trip. Sandy cannot live on olives alone.  

We accomplished every thing but it was all done in the New City (Ragusa Superiore).  Still, it was a fun trip.  As usual the sun was shining and the sky blue.  The weather here is now warm and comfortable.  The drive between Giarratana and Ragusa is on narrow and winding country roads, and the scenery is very pleasant.   

The streets of Ragusa Superiore were reasonably easy to drive and after getting gas, drugs, and cash, we found a very good grocery store in the middle of a city mall.  It lacked the romantic charm of some of the street markets we have visited but it had what we needed. It was a good find.

The landscape near Giarratana

In this shopping mall full of high end shops is a very good grocery store.

This was a pretty good day for us in Sicily! 

Island Hopping 2024: Giarratana, Recovery and Restocking

Wednesday April 3:  Since I made my health front and center in these posts, I must say that Wednesday morning things were noticeably better.  Still completely without hearing but as long as I kept swallowing the pain pills I could function.  I think the fact that I could hear nothing made me feel like I was underwater which was disorienting, but still, I was on the mend.  I wanted to go out and do some local exploring, but Sandy who had put up with me the last several days would have nothing to do with it.  We were to stay at the house and I was to heal.  

Since we had arrived at the house we had not done any stocking of our food supplies. I began wondering what Sandy had been eating while I had been laid up.  The host had supplied us with some fruit and pastries.  I’m pretty sure that is what she had been living on; that and the big Easter Chocolate Egg had become suspiciously smaller.  I talked her into a trip to our local grocery store, about 5 minutes away.  There we picked up a few staples and a frozen dinner.  Sandy made friends with Veronica, the deli lady, who sold her some olives, and then we came back home.  There! That was it. That was our outing for the day, probably less than an hour, but it felt good to be out again.  

Island Hopping 2024: Giarratana, The Doctor

 Tuesday April 2:  I feel a little guilty about spending so much time on this post about my health.  I know that there are several people reading this that silently deal with far worse problems than mine.  And, I also know that my ailments are temporary. Someday all this ear pain will go away.  Still, the travel journal is a daily diary of our travel, and for the last week we have had the added companion of this constant and escalating (debilitating) pain.  Today I decided to just stay in bed hoping complete rest might throw this thing off, and also because the minimal pain came when I lay totally motionless.  At this point ibuprofen was doing little to give me relief.  In the afternoon Sandy came into the bedroom, patted my leg which woke me and said “we are going to the doctor”.  I told her “no, I think I’m getting better.”  She said “no, you’re not, and the doctor is waiting.”  The doctor is waiting?  Jeez she was serious.  I told her I didn’t think I could drive.  She said she didn’t think I could drive either and our AirBnB host was waiting to take us.  When Sandy starts mobilizing things she tends to get action.  

Next thing I know I am in a doctor’s office (he and his nurse have both come in on their day off).  He spent about 15 minutes with me and another 10 minutes using Google Translate to talk with Sandy and Franco, our host.  Everything got sorted out and I ended up with a prescription for two drugs.    The farmacia closes everyday around noon and does not reopen until four, so our host drove us back to the house where I again tucked myself into bed.  Franco said he’d pick up the prescriptions for us when the farmacia re-opened.  Franco brought the two drugs to us a little after 5:00PM and by 8:00 the pain was starting to finally subside.  

The Good Doctor.  Sandy hugged him and the nurse before we left.

Franco our host, I think Sandy hugged him too.  The broken man in the background, well, that's  me.

Neither the doctor nor the nurse working on their day off or Franco who purchased the prescriptions would accept any payment or reimbursement from us, despite Sandy’s persistent attempts. 

And Sandy, made this all happen, she made me stop hurting.  We have always been very lucky travelers.

Friday, April 5, 2024

Island Hopping 2024: Agrigento to Giarratana, Villa Romana Del Casale

Monday, April 1:  This was a very nice and elegant hotel and it was hard to leave.  Also since I was sick and miserable it wasn’t a bad place to be sick and miserable at.  Still we had to move on, so with Sandy armed to the teeth with ibuprofen pills and me not hearing a word anyone was saying we checked out of our comfortable digs and headed down the road.   We will be spending the next four weeks at an AirBnB in southeastern Sicily, outside of the very small town of Giarrantana.  

Agrigento to Giarratana

Along the way we had planned to stop at a remarkable archaeological site, the Villa Romana Del Casale.  Special because it is the world’s largest collection of Roman floor mosaics ever found in situ, (where they were originally laid).  

The history of the Villa Romana del Casale is as captivating as its ruins themselves. It was likely built in the 4th century AD, and served as a luxurious retreat for a wealthy Roman aristocrat, perhaps even an imperial governor. Its opulence knew no bounds, boasting an extensive complex of buildings, lavish courtyards, and sumptuous baths.

The true marvel of the Villa Romana del Casale lies not only in its architectural splendor but also in its remarkable mosaics. The mosaics are viewed from catwalks passing over and around the tiled art.  We found ourselves entranced by the intricate designs that adorned the floors of the villa. Each mosaic told a story, capturing scenes of daily life, mythological tales, and exotic landscapes with astonishing detail and artistry. 

Perhaps an aristocratic bride

Mosaic pattern down a hallway

The Hunt.  Note the bore is alive and in a net.  Some speculate the official who lived in the villa may have been an importer of exotic animals

Fishermen and an Angel

More exotic animals

The mosaic represents a river.  A rare preserved fresco on the wall 

A mosaic, known as the "Bikini Girls," caught my eye.  It portrayed a group of young women clad in revealing attire, engaged in various leisure activities. As I gazed upon their graceful forms and mischievous expressions, I couldn't help but chuckle at the timeless appeal of beach fashion.

Playing tennis

All the Bikini Girls

We missed some of the mosaics and all of the bath house, those Romans loved their bath houses, because Sandy’s supply of pain pills could not stay ahead of my constantly escalating ear pain.  Cutting the tour short we drove the rest of the way to Giarrantana.  On arrival I immediately went to bed with the intention of not moving until this infection went away.

New digs


Sunday, March 31, Easter.  Here on Sicily the big Easter chocolate gift is not an Easter bunny, but a giant chocolate Easter Egg.  Several days ago, I had purchased one for us to share.  I hid it in the room this morning but that clever Sandy is pretty good at finding hidden chocolate.  

A chocolate egg and a pretty orchid

Our Easter treat to one another

On the health front things were not improving.  I could still hear absolutely nothing and before dosing up on the pain pills I could tell that the pain was getting worse also.  However, at a site like this, one that I may never visit again we simply needed to power through. I’m so glad that we did.  

I believe to keep all of this organized another timeline is needed. Here again, this information is only as accurate as the online sources I could find.  But even if it is not perfect it is close enough to put the things we are seeing in perspective.  In process of establishing this time line, it didn’t take long to understand that Sicily was, and is, a story of competing cultures.


A Timeline of Sicilian History: Competing Cultures and Dominions

8th to 3rd Millennium BC: The first evidence of human habitation in Sicily emerges during the Neolithic period. Early settlers establish agricultural communities.

3rd to 2nd Millennium BC: Sicily experiences waves of migration, with settlers arriving from the Italian peninsula, Greece, and the eastern Mediterranean (The Phoenicians).

8th Century BC: Greek colonization of Sicily begins, marking the start of significant Hellenic influence on the island. Greek city-states, including Syracuse, Agrigento, and Selinunte, establish thriving colonies, bringing Greek language, religion, and governance to Sicily.  Sometimes included in Magna Graecia. (Greater Greece) 

5th Century BC: Sicily becomes a battleground for Greek city-states and Carthaginian forces vying for control of the island. The devastating conflict culminates in the Sicilian Expedition (415-413 BC), a failed Athenian campaign that leaves Sicily fractured and weakened.

4th Century BC: Carthage emerges as the dominant power in Sicily, establishing control over much of the island. However, Greek influence remains strong in eastern Sicily, where Syracuse continues to thrive as a center of Greek culture and learning.

3rd Century BC: The First Punic War (264-241 BCE) between Rome and Carthage erupts, with Sicily serving as a key battleground. Rome emerges victorious, annexing Sicily as its first province outside the Italian peninsula.

1st Century BC: Sicily becomes a prosperous Roman province, benefiting from Roman infrastructure, trade networks, and agricultural reforms. The island's cities flourish, with Roman influence shaping Sicilian society, economy, and governance.

5th Century AD: The fall of the Western Roman Empire leads to the conquest of Sicily by the Vandals, followed by the Ostrogoths in the 6th century. These Germanic tribes bring new cultural influences to Sicily.

9th Century AD: Arab forces from North Africa invade Sicily, initiating a period of Arab rule known as the Emirate of Sicily.

11th Century AD: The Norman conquest of Sicily begins, led by Roger I of Sicily. Norman rule brings stability and religious tolerance to Sicily.

12th Century AD: The Kingdom of Sicily is established, encompassing Sicily and parts of southern Italy. Under Norman, Hohenstaufen, and later Angevin rule.

13th Century AD: The Sicilian Vespers (1282) marks a turning point in Sicilian history, as the island rises up against Angevin rule. The War of the Sicilian Vespers leads to the division of Sicily between the Angevins and the Aragonese.

15th Century AD: The Spanish Crown gains control of Sicily, ushering in a period of Spanish rule that lasts until the 18th century. Sicily remains a Spanish possession, albeit with varying degrees of autonomy, until the War of the Spanish Succession.

18th Century AD: The Treaty of Utrecht (1713) cedes Sicily to the House of Savoy, marking the beginning of Sicily's union with the Kingdom of Sardinia. Sicily undergoes significant political and social changes during this period, as the island becomes part of the unified Kingdom of Italy in the 19th century.

20th Century AD: Sicily experiences periods of economic hardship, political upheaval, and social unrest throughout the 20th century. The rise of organized crime, particularly the Sicilian Mafia, poses significant challenges to Sicilian society and governance.

21st Century AD: Sicily remains an integral part of Italy, renowned for its rich history, diverse culture, and stunning landscapes. Efforts to combat organized crime and promote economic development continue, as Sicily looks towards the future while honoring its storied past.

Just the effort of writing out this timeline, I think gives me a better understanding of the the things we see around us.  

Today we visited the Valley of the Temples, the ancient relics of the once great city state of Agrigento.  In its prime Agrigento was the third largest city in the Greek world, behind only Syracuse and Athens in population.  Agrigento, an ancient Greek city-state located on the southern coast of Sicily, known in antiquity as Akragas, played a significant role in the Greek colonization of Sicily and emerged as one of the most prosperous and powerful cities in the Mediterranean world.

Agrigento was founded around 582 BC by Greek colonists from Gela and Rhodes, led by the legendary figure of Telemachus. Situated atop a plateau overlooking the sea, Agrigento quickly grew into a thriving urban center, thanks to its strategic location, fertile land, and access to important trade routes. 

By the 5th century BC, Agrigento had reached its zenith under the rule of tyrants (not as negative as it sounds). The city's wealth and power were reflected in its magnificent architecture, including the renowned temples of Concordia, Juno, and Hercules, which still stand as iconic symbols of ancient Greek civilization. Agrigento became known for its cultural achievements, artistic patronage, and democratic governance, earning a reputation as the "most beautiful city of mortals”.

Despite its prosperity, Agrigento faced internal strife and external threats, particularly from Carthage, its rival across the sea. The city became embroiled in the power struggles of the Sicilian Greek city-states, leading to intermittent conflicts and alliances with neighboring cities like Syracuse and Akrai. Agrigento's fortunes began to wane in the late 5th century BC, as the city-state became caught in the crossfire of the Peloponnesian War between Athens and Sparta.

In 406 BC, Agrigento fell to Carthaginian forces led by Hannibal Mago, (not directly related to the more famous Hannibal that invaded the Italian peninsula with his elephants) marking the end of its independence and the beginning of a new chapter in its history. The Carthaginians razed much of the city and imposed their rule over Sicily, but Agrigento continued to exist as a shadow of its former self under Carthaginian and later Roman dominion. Despite its decline, Agrigento's cultural legacy endured through the centuries, influencing subsequent generations of artists, scholars, and historians.

Sandy and I walked from our hotel to the temples of Juno, Concordia and Hercules.  There were some reconstructive work on the temples.  Columns that over the millennia toppled over were put back up using the (mostly) original stone.  Where possible the horizontal structure across the top of the columns, the entablature, were also repositioned.  In all cases what is still standing in its original position is being constantly maintained and reinforced where needed.  In this area of the world where earthquakes are so predominant, it is amazing that even a single column could stand for over 2,500 years.  Standing amongst these temples it was easy for us to imagine vibrancy and importance of ancient Agrigento.  There are other Greek ruins in the area, but none as significant as these in the archeological park. It is the most complete collection of ancient Greek structures outside of Greece.

The temple of Juno

As the ancients would have approached

Most of the standing pillars are reconstructed, but with the original stone (no mixing and matching, some concrete repair)

The metal brace and modern concrete show maintenance efforts to protect the original structure.

The Temple of Concordia as viewed from the Temple of Juno

Temple of Concordia built by 40,000 Carthaginian Slaves

Temple of Concordia as the people of ancient Agrigento would have approached it. 

The view over the valley from the Temple of Concordia

The pillars of the Temple of Hercules

Eight of these giant pillars reconstructed and standing exactly in their original position

Sandy sitting amidst the ruins of Hercules' Temple.  She wanted me to make it clear she was not responsible for ruining the Temple

This one column, what is left of it, has never tumbled over
despite earthquakes, wars and erosion

One of the colossi that used to act as a pillar on the Temple of Hercules.  This is the only temple in Agrigento that did not employ slaves in the building of it.

Following our walk of about four and a half miles, (a little short of five hours) we went straight to the hotel terrace and ordered two Negronis.  There are few things better than having the classic Italian cocktail, while in Italy.  Then we moved up to the outdoor restaurant where we still were sitting in the shadow of the Temple of Concordia while enjoying a final sunset in the special place. 


The Negronis that awaited our return to the hotel

One quarter of Sandy's little club sandwich, we ate off of this for a couple of days


Sandy's singing waiter.  That wasn't his job, he was just a waiter, that sang.  He liked Louis Prima



Wednesday, April 3, 2024

Island Hopping 2024: Marsala to Agrigento, Valley of the Temples Archeological Site.

Saturday, March 30.  Wow!  Overnight, it gets worse!  Still stone cold deaf and serious pain.  Still we had to move, so we packed our rental car and headed to our next destination Agrigento.  I had pretty much run us out of the ibuprofen.  Seeing a “farmacia” along the route I pulled over and Sandy ran in.  Using her best Italian, and showing the pharmacist an empty Box of Ibuprofen that she had purchased in Spain, she managed to convey our needs.  So my linguist wife (that was her major in college 53 years ago) negotiated a transaction in Italian, based on interpreting the writing on a Spanish box of pills and ending with an English “Thank You” came back out of that farmacia with a packet of that pain killing miracle pill.  I am so lucky to have her. 

Marsala to Agrigento

We arrived at our hotel which is the only one actually on the Grounds of the Archeological Park of the Valley of the Temples.  It was too late to explore the park but from our hotel we could see the lit up Temple Concordia, thrilling.

The Temple of Concordia 

We had dinner and then I went to bed, knowing that the pain in my ears/head would subside tomorrow.  I really couldn't eat much, I was full from all the pain pills.

Pasta!

In Sicily there is no "Spoon Assist)

Sandy's Filet, artichoke and potato




Island Hopping 2024: Marsala, The Missing Travel Journal Posts, a short explanation.

My last posting to this travel journal was on Friday, March 29 talking about our travels of Thursday, March 28.  Then I went silent.  These series of short travel journal posts are intended to bring the daily log up to date.

All we did was finish off the lemons and oranges we had harvested earlier

Marsala Friday March 29.  We had intended to explore up the coast and to visit the cablecar-only accessed mountain top town of Erice.  There was also a Carthaginian site that had caught my eye.  When we woke up in the morning Sandy had continued to shake off her cold but I had now gone 100% deaf, and my ears were expressing pressure and pain.  I assumed that my cold had moved to my head and that tomorrow it to would be all gone.  Since we were moving to a new location tomorrow we figured it would be best to just try to help the recovery by taking it easy which we did.  By late afternoon I was popping the ibuprofen like M&Ms.  

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