Hello From Sicily - Goodbye Vulcano, Dolphins, Tunas, And Hello Milazzo

The days on this sailing trip are so compressedback of the boat when Herbert, our experienced
and amazingly full of diverse experiences: wakingTV travel journalist, called us excitedly and said
yesterday in beautiful Lipari, followed by a driving"Dolphins! Come on, see the dolphins". Sure
tour of this, the largest Eolian island. Then ourenough, we all scrambled to the front of the boat
journey continued to Vulcano, where we had anand there were four dolphins, swimming beside
intense Italian lesson, followed by a nourishingour boat, swimming ahead of us left and right,
on-board dinner and candlelit evening of soulfuljumping out of the water, and generally playing
music, provided by two of our shipmates. Therewith us. Herbert explained that they hear our
are hardly words to describe the intensevoices, and being the curious, playful creatures
sensations that one experiences on a trip sothat they are, they come say hello to accompany
outside of the norm. Today was going to be ourus for a while. These four graceful grey creatures
last day at sea, time was passing just so quickly.were beautiful, and all of us were in awe at this
We got an early start this morning at about 8:30unexpected display. The dolphins swam and
am, and using the dingy, our trusted skipperjumped alongside our boat for about 5, 7 minutes
Francesco ferried us on land from our location inuntil they had enough and swam off in a westerly
the bay in front of Porto di Levante. The plandirection. I had caught everything on my camera
was to hike up the mountain of Vulcano to theand made several video clips and was still tickled
"Gran Cratere" (the Great Crater) to see anpink about this experience. For some reason,
active volcanco up close. After a brief morningdolphins always seem like they are smiling to me,
granita, the crushed ice drink that I had gotten soand these four sleek water animals certainly
fond of, we all gathered and started our ascentappeared to be in a great mood. I already thought
to Vulcano. We started to climb along a pathwaythe excitement was over, but no, the
covered by black volcanic sand that turned into aMediterranean had even more surprises in store
hard brown rock closer to the top. The totalfor us. We had been trailing fishing lines behind our
ascent took only about an hour and was notboat and with all the excitement surrounding the
extremely strenuous. The view got progressivelydolphins we had basically forgotten about the
better the higher we climbed, and from the topfishing lines until our skipper shouted that we had
of Vulcano, all of the seven Eolian Islands can bemade a catch. Sure enough, we saw him reeling in
seen. This was my first exposure to a volcanicthe line and a beautiful silver fish about 15 inches
crater. Although over the last 6 months I hadlong was pulled on board. Francesco explained it
visited two other volcanoes: Mount Teide on thewas a tuna, cut the line and placed it on the floor
Spanish island of Tenerife, and Mount Etna, duringat the rear of our boat. I was fascinated by this,
my current trip to Sicily, I had not seen theuntil the fish started flopping around in a panic and
crater of either one of these volcanic mountains.blood started spraying from its gills. That's when
Vulcano's Gran Cratere is indeed an interestingmy tender vegetarian soul said it had enough and
sight: a perfectly round indentation with a higherI retreated to the front of the boat. I just
wall on the south side, surrounding the crater likecouldn't watch this fish flop around, spraying the
a natural amphitheatre. Sulphur fumes emanatewhole back of the boat with its blood, trying to
from fissures in the yellow-orange rock. Warningsfight for its life. Our captain put it out of its
advise you to stay away from the noxiousmisery, cut off its head and gutted it right there. I
fumes. I just caught a whiff of a sulphur cloudjust caught a quick glimpse, but the dripping red
and it was so strong it almost took my breathinnards of this poor tuna had me completely
away. One of our travel mates, our shirtlessgrossed out. You might think that the excitement
Catholic priest Lorenzo, trekked up all the way tomight be over now, what with the dolphins and
the back wall of the crater and waved to usthe tuna capture, but no - the ritual repeated
from a couple of hundred meters away. Touristsitself two more times: we caught two more tunas
of all shapes and sizes were starting toand I wisely stayed away from the decapitation
congregate at the top of Vulcano and weand evisceration scene. At any rate, Francesco
enjoyed the view from the top for about 20had caught three nice-size fish and said that he
minutes. Of course the descent was much fasterwas going to bring them home as a special treat
than the ascent, it only took us about 20 minutesfor his two year old son Davide. A short while
to get back down into the village of Porto dilater at about 7:30 pm we arrived at the harbour
Levante. We arranged to meet for an Italianof Portorosa, and Francesca and Davide, our
lesson just shortly after noon and had about halfskipper's wife and son, were already waiting to
an hour to explore the waterfront around Porto diwelcome us. Davide's excited two-year old calls
Levante. The main feature in the area is a big"papa - papa" indicated that he had definitely
volcanic rock right next to some sulphurous mudmissed his daddy. Francesca herself said that
baths that are supposed to have healing"papa" was indeed the first word that her son
properties, particularly for ailments such asever spoke. Our usually quiet captain himself was
rheumatism and arthritis. For about 2.50 Euro youvisibly elated to see his family almost after a
can get access to the mud baths, and for about 1week at sea. Now it was time to get organized
Euro more you'll even get a chance to use theand unload. Francesco gave us a choice: we could
shower in this fenced off area. We saw variouseither spend one more night on the boat, or we
tourists frolicking in the rather foul-smelling mudcould unload the boat, drive back to the
while for me personally the smell was a bit tooapartment which is located conveniently right
much. While our colleagues Lorenzo and Herbertabove the Laboratorio Linguistico School, and go
were going to have their lesson on the sailboat infor dinner in Milazzo. Well, this was a no-brainer.
another location, us three ladies were going toAfter almost a week on a nice, but rather
study Italian with our teacher Franco on thecrammed sailboat with a tiny cabinet that served
outdoor terrace of a bar overlooking another bayas a toilet / shower facility, there was no
on the island of Vulcano. I have really started toquestion that all of us preferred going on land. Our
get into this outdoor language learning experiencefirst priority as a matter of fact, was to take a
provided by Laboratorio Linguistico. It's relaxed,land-based shower, and Claudia, Herbert and I
yet intense and effective. We spent a couple ofheaded to the comfort station at the Portorosa
hours forming conditional sentences and abstractHarbour to take a well-deserved, long awaited
nouns from common verbs and adjectives.shower on terra firma. Strange, but after a week
Overall I mused that two weeks ago I spoke noon a sailboat you start appreciating the little things
Italian, I had only been reading an Italian grammarin life, and a real shower and a toilet separate
book for the two months prior to coming to Sicily.from the shower rank pretty high on the list ...
Now I was speaking Italian semi-competently atFrancesco and the rest of the gang had already
intermediate level. I have become a huge fan ofstarted to unload the boat, and we quickly packed
language study travel and of immersing myself inour stuff and help load all our luggage and the
a foreign culture and language. And learning Italianremaining food into Francesco's car. By the time
on a sailboat so far ranks at the very top of mywe had everything organized back at the
language learning adventures. During our studiesapartment it was already about 10:30 pm, but
Claudia and I grabbed some fast food from thethat did not deter us from having one last joint
bar, some type of calzone and other quick Siciliandinner together. Francesco and Franco packed us
snacks and I could not resist the temptation ofinto their respective vehicles and drove us out to
buying a cone of delicious ice cream. Along thea restaurant at the tip of Capo Milazzo, the
way I admired the colourful works of art madepeninsula that protrudes about 6 km into the
of marzipan that were appetizingly displayed inTyrrhenian Sea from Milazzo. We had this entire
their glass cases. Now there's a another greatestablishment to ourselves, and another Sicilian
concept: studying Italian with a delicious cone offeast was unfolding. Fish, wine and pasta arrived in
nocciola e limone (hazelnut and lemon) gelato inlarge quantities while I enjoyed a vegetarian Sicilian
your hand. Just make sure you don't splatter thepasta with pistachios. In addition, it was
gelato all over the dictionary... Well, all good thingsAgnieszka's 23rd birthday today, so all of us got
must come to an end, and by about 3:30 pm weto celebrate, and a big hazelnut ice cream cake
met at the beach to get whisked back on thecapped off the feast. We all said goodbye at the
boat by our trusted skipper Francesco. Before weend of the evening. Since Herbert was going to
hopped into the dingy, our entire group performedfly out tomorrow in the wee hours of the
a final rendition of "umm dari dari", a song thatmorning we would not have a chance to say our
music student Agnieszka had taught us a fewgoodbyes in the morning any more. Seven days
days earlier. The men of our group provided theof adventures in the Eolian Islands had come to
percussive background, producing sounds such asan end, and I think all of us experienced just a
"ummm pffff psshh, ummm pfffff pssshh", whiletinge of melancholy. The seven of us had made a
Claudia and I provided a chorus of "umm dari darigreat team on board: Claudia, the Lufthansa flight
dari, umm dari dari" that sounded like it would beattendant from Germany & my wonderful cabin
appropriate somewhere in Saudi Arabia, in themate; Herbert, the knowledgeable TV travel
company of a herd of camels. Agnieszka providedjournalist, also from Germany; Lorenzo from the
the leading melody with her brilliant soprano voice.US of Italian background and the coolest Catholic
What a fun and humorous ending to seven dayspriest that I have ever met; our talented singer
at sea in the Eolian Islands. Our travel groupAgnieszka; and our two experts and teachers
certainly had come together very nicely... Our lastfrom Laboratorio Linguistico: Franco and
few hours on the boat had begun, we embarkedFrancesco, our skipper. My first sailing trip had
on our voyage from Vulcano to the town ofcome to an end, but I still four days of
Milazzo located at the northeastern tip of Sicily,discoveries left in Sicily. Tomorrow's agenda will
about 30 kilometers from the Straight of Messina.include Milazzo.
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