Linguaglossa, Italy
This morning is a treat! It's the first morning since we stayed at the agritourismo in Segesta that is both peaceful and with no rush to go.
After an uninterrupted night's deep sleep we pull back the cab curtains and lay in bed watching the rising sun light up the north east side of Mount Etna. A steady plume of white smoke or steam is carried along in the breeze. It is after 09:00 before we start getting up.
Sunday's debacle and our decision to linger here...