Monday January 30 after a peaceful night at the edge of the sidewalk without noise and without rain with a temperature of 11°C. In the cities I always use the GPS of the cities to get out of them more easily, taking care not to let myself embark on scabrous paths. This was not the case, however he forced me to take the highway which almost surrounds the island with many tunnels. The end of the end of the road ends near two closed restaurants with no one around. I parked the truck, still a curb, with a superb view of the sea and an ungraceful lighthouse. The visit to Sicily does not look auspicious as it seems mountainous with hanging villages. I had forgotten that Italy has 59 million inhabitants over an area of 302 thousand km2 (198 inhabitants per km2) and France 65 million over an area of 638 thousand km2 (119 inhabitants per km2). In addition, Italy is more mountainous than France with its large plains of Beauce.
|Cap di Milazzo|
Tuesday, January 31 A violent wind was blowing at Cape Milazzo. Three visits in perspective: Rometta, Roccavaldina, medieval pharmacy, Villa Romana di Terme Vigliatore. Of course I didn't make any of them either I couldn't find them or there was nothing at the address given. For this first day in Sicily my apprehension grew stronger. Certainly, there was no reason for the traffic to be different from mainland Italy. On the Tyrrhenian coast the villages follow one another without stopping with cramped streets and a slow progression. I was escaping into the hills hoping for smooth traffic, oh well! The three hoped-for visits were a failure. I was heading back to the coast to find a bivouac by the sea; Thank you Trailer's Park.
Thursday, February 02 the first step was to Patti to buy a recharge of the TIM SIM card. The TIM website gave me a seller's name and address. The cities GPS took me through the streets of Patti asking me to take very narrow streets, which I refused, resulting in the most problematic detours. Finally I arrived at the shop with the TIM panel. Alas, the employee told me that he no longer marketed TIM but he gave me the address in town. Back for a ride. Bingo I found the shop and I came out with a 50 GB recharge for a month. Then I went to visit at the top of a hill the Sanctuario Maria dei Tindari. Wow, a graceless modern construction with stained glass windows reminiscent of the New Testament. I pushed to Capo d'Orlando to find a cottage with a view of the sea, nay marinas with private parking lots, deserted out of season.
|Sanctuario Maria dei Tindari|
Friday, February 03, I left the highway to stroll along the SS113 coastal road. Certainly the speed was that of a snail due to the many bends, the crossing of the villages, narrow streets, parking of vehicles and without forgetting the cars stopped in warnings. The day was sunny and the sea deep blue. The climate of Sicily in this month of February is characterized by the alternation of rainy and sunny days. In Cefalu I hoped to see the Duomo therefore I ventured into the old town, I was stressed, fortunately many townspeople helped me by guiding me. I won't do it again, promise. Moreover, the road plan drawn up with the Green Guide had planned circuits in the mountainous hinterland. The experience dissuaded me. Consequently I strolled along the coast. The bivouac on the port of Cefalu welcomed me with open arms, thank you IOverlander. To travel without being obsessed with finding a bivouac, prostheses, IOvernader, Trailer's Park, OpenStreetMap Pois and many others are a great help. I will stay there tomorrow to arrive in Palermo on Sunday afternoon.
Sunday February 05 I made another decision, following the painful crossing of the villages of the SS113 road, the abandonment of the roads to take the highway to end my journey in Palermo. From now on I will take the highway whenever possible. I arrived in Palermo around 11 a.m. to go directly to the "Idea Vacanze" campsite near the 107 bus station in the direction of the central station with 15 stops. In reality, the campsite is a car park with toilets and a shower at an additional cost. When I arrived I was struck by the appearance of a concentration camp, certainly my judgment may seem excessive. In addition, the caretaker of the car park is welcoming as a prison door, to say the least. The name of the business card is eloquent, "parcheggio, area di sosta, camper service", of which