|Looking toward the sea from the|
Piazza of Marina di Ragusa
|Piazza of Marina di Ragusa |
(the town, not the boat marina)
|Ladies at the Tuesday night Happy Hour|
Heads buried in phones rather than chatting
Happy Hours can be weird here sometimes
|Our beverage choices for|
happy hour. If one does
not want alcohol or caffeine,
the choices are limited.
|A bridge seen when we drove to Palermo|
|Bridge seen when drove|
to Palermo recently.
|Day outing for the retirement|
center folks. That is how it
feels sometimes in group
activities for cruisers.
First stop on the shopping trip was
the weekly market in main town of di Ragusa about 20 miles distant from the marina. This was the first time we visited this weekly market. It was about the
same as the weekly markets in every village and town in Turkey, but with higher prices. Lots of
fresh produce and lots of stalls of clothing and textiles of all sorts. Since we are leaving for the winter in just a few days, we were not interested in purchasing any foods; and we were not in the market for any clothing or textiles. But we were there for 2 hours on the bus schedule for the day, so we walked round and round the market looking at things. Talked to a few African guys and they were interesting. Like, how does a young man get from his home country of Senegal to operating a vendor stall in a weekly market in rural Sicily. Communication was limited but we enjoyed chatting a few minutes with that guy.
|Weekly market in di Ragusa|
Even though we were not in the market to buy anything, we did find a jacket that looked like it would fit our 5-yr-old grandson; so we bought that as one of his Christmas presents. I wanted to buy something for the new infant granddaughter but the few infant things I saw were priced ridiculously high. So she will not get an Italian outfit from this tight-fisted grandmother. Bill found a Polartec-type fabric jacket for only 10 Euro. He can always use another jacket. Bill found a purse (handbag) for me. We bought it and switched the contents to the new bag and tossed the old one with the torn lining. As we were walking toward the exit of the market Bill noticed a nice jacket on a table that we had to buy. Only 5 Euro and I now have a nice warm jacket to wear in Rome next weekend and for our trip to Houston for the winter. Who could turn down that price!
|A wood stove at the hardware store.|
Do not know why this caught our attention.
Made me wonder if these are sold in Houston.
Next destination on the shopping spree was the Lydl discount supermarket. I had been looking forward to visiting a Lydl to see if they sold the same products we purchased at Lydls throughout Greece and Cyprus. Specifically, I was looking for the good German yellow mustard and the various Mexican food products that Lydl normally sells. Nope; those things are not sold by Lydl here in Sicily. Darn! Double darn!! We will miss those things.
Next destination was a shopping mall with a large hardware store nearby. Since we all live on boats, the hardware store was of interest to almost everyone on the bus. We bought a few things and then walked over the the mall. Shared a serving of calzone at a pizza place and then browsed the large supermarket.
|Uncle Ben's??? Mexican foods? And what the heck is|
Salsa Messicana! Bet this stuff is tasteless.
Then we shopped an electronics store; that is always fun. How is it possible to go into any electronics store and not find something needed. Added a few more things to the shopping bags. For 2 people who did not plan to buy anything on this day of shopping, we managed to buy quite a few things. We felt so American. You know, buying things you really do not need.
The following day I attended the weekly Ladies Coffee. That really is not something in which I normally participate. Last time I attended a weekly Ladies Coffee was in Marmaris and I vowed never to do that again. Guess that shows how bored I have become in this marina because here I was trying this once again. And this time was ever-so-much-better than the last time in Marmaris. Every woman at the tables was knitting or crocheting or doing needlepoint except for me and one other woman. The conversation over most of the tables seemed to center around knitting and crafty projects, not something of interest to me. But at my end of the tables the conversation wandered over many topics. It was fun. And...the marina bar serves Prosecco by the glass! I'll sit and drink Prosecco and chat any afternoon. It was a fun afternoon and I will participate in the weekly Ladies Coffee again once we return to the marina in March. What is Prosecco?
An American woman on a boat here in the marina has arranged a Thanksgiving dinner celebration. That is the day before we depart for the winter so this will provide an excellent opportunity to not let any food go to waste. Whatever food is left in our freezer on Wednesday will be cooked and brought to share at the Thanksgiving dinner. Might make for a strange assortment of food dishes, but that is what I am going to do. But, just to have something at least somewhat traditional, I also will bake Pecan Cheesecake Bars. I do not have enough pecans to make pies to feed 62 people; but do have enough to make a single batch of the pecan cheesecake bars. Pecans are not sold here so this will be a sort of traditional dish but also maybe a little treat for some people.
The following morning we will catch a bus to Catania Airport and take a flight to Rome where we will meet up with Bill's brother, John. John is a retired Catholic priest and has been to Rome many years ago. We have rented an apartment for a few nights and will tour the sights before flying onward to Houston on 3 December for the winter.