This map outlines the route we took during our twenty days in Sicily. We started in Palermo, then traveled clockwise until we got back to Palermo.
The Island of Marettimo was the last stop of our trip. I saved it for the end, because you don’t want to spoil the rest of your trip by visiting the best place first. My love affair with this island goes back over a decade to when I visited in 2001. In my memory it was the perfect Mediterranean island pristine, untouched and ready for adventure. One bar, a couple of restaurants, and a few home stays for visitors. Once there, your options are a bit limited. You can go hiking, swimming, scuba diving, take a boat tour around the island, or go fishing if you are able to sweet talk a local. Most of all, visitors just come to experience a totally different type of living. One completely cut off from the noise and striving of the rest of the world. If you are an island snob, searching for that perfect essence of what makes an island a special place, then you will find it and none of the extra trappings that can get in the way of that special vibe.
We stayed at La Tartaruga Bed and Breakfast, which was perfect in every way.
The old Norman Castle can be seen above the city, even though it’s all the way on the northern tip of the island. 
Half way up the side of Mt. Falcone, among some Roman ruins, hikers can stop for a rest in this Byzantine church. 
On a boat tour around the island, guides will expertly stear their boats into several of the islands caves and blue holes like the one seen here.
We hiked to the highest peak on Marettimo, Mt. Falcone. The town can be seen below on the left.
Visitors can hike to a crumbling Norman castle that also once served as a prison. 
The largest of the Egadi Islands, Favignana was one of the highlights of our time in Sicily. You’ll have to excuse the lack of photos, but I was having fun doing other things. Biking around the island, snorkeling or swimming, scuba diving, and enjoying the vibrant town which has countless restaurants, cafes, bars, and bakeries to keep visitors from all over the world satiated. Of all the Egadi Islands, Favignana has the best beaches and is best equipped to handle foreign visitors. Somehow it does this while managing to not lose its charm and character.
We stayed here, which got the job done, but but was not amazing. If you want to splash out, stay at the Cave Bianche Hotel.
Warm Mediterranean water, no litter, and a shallow white sandy bottom make Cala Rossa one of the best beaches in the world. 
“Sometimes, if you want to be happy, you’ve got to run away to Bath and marry a punk rocker. Sometimes you’ve got to dye your hair cobalt blue, or wander remote islands in Sicily…
― Julie Powell
On a small stretch of road between Marsala and Trapani are the remains of Sicily’s once booming salt industry. Now, due to global market forces undercutting their prices, Saline de Trapani is little more than a family business which provides salt to the slow food movement around Europe.
For centuries, salt farmers have maintained shallow marshes with gates that allow windmills to pump fresh seawater into each marsh where it is kept until the seawater evaporates, leaving behind the salt. 
To be honest, Agrigento isn’t much more than a stop over on the way to western Sicily. However it does have the best Greek ruins in Sicily and a unique beach nearby. We stayed in a nice apartment here.
Famous for spaghetti sauce and chocolate, Ragusa and Modica are perhaps the best-preserved baroque towns in Sicily. We stopped in Modica for a quick lunch and to buy chocolate bars for friends back home. We stayed the night in Ragusa, where we explored its steep, pedestrian-only back streets. The place we stayed in Ragusa was just a short walk from the view just below.
“Cultures of honor tend to take root in highlands and other marginally fertile areas, such as Sicily…
― Malcolm Gladwell, Outliers: The Story of Success
Syracuse, or more specifically Ortygia, is a mini-peninsula connected to the mainland by three short bridges. It is the historic center of Syracuse and as such, is packed with the aging baroque apartments that once made up the largest city in the medieval world. Eventually, you have to give yourself over to the tangled web of narrow streets and just wander. No matter what, every street comes to an end at a Piazza or the sparkling azure sea.
Syracuse has some of Sicily’s top restaurants. Restaurants here tend to be a bit more international, and feature variations of Sicilian cuisine. Trattoria La Foglia has inventive food, perfect service, and a bohemian-chic style all its own. Le Vin de L’assassin Bistrot absolutely stole the show. You’ll need a reservation and the ability to read handwritten french on chalkboards to access the French-Sicilian fusion cuisine here.
We loved the small apartment we rented. It can be found here. The location couldn’t have been any better (next door to Le Vin de L’assassin).
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“I’ll go to the south of Sicily in the winter, and paint memories of Arles –This part is my part of the movie, let’s hear yours”
― Jack Kerouac, Tristessa
Gangi, once voted the most beautiful village in Italy, may be the quintessential small Sicilian village, with both the good and bad that brings. Gangi is a jumble of churches, piazzas and houses on a perfect mound of earth. Its earlier residents must have settled here due to the excellent surrounding farmland and the defensive advantage that protecting a steep hill brings. Gangi is known for being a place that fiercely fought against the mafia in the 1920s. In more recent times, it has faced a declining population, and few economic opportunities for its current residents.
To combat the decline, Gangi made the news with an extremely progressive plan. Gangi’s townspeople decided to put empty homes up for sale to outsiders for just 1 euro! This would bring an influx of foreigners, tourism and money. I can’t help but admire the willingness to risk losing old ways, and the globalization of an extremely mono-cultural place. Time will tell how this reshapes this ancient settlement. Perhaps I’ll be able to return someday and stay in a home that was once purchased for 1 euro.
In the meantime, we rented an entire farmhouse on Air BnB. Anne and I commented that this was the best bargain of our entire trip.
“Sicily is paradise. I live in paradise. Now pass the pasta please.”
― Alfred Zappala, The Reverse Immigrant
Cefalu is one of Sicily’s most famous seaside towns. Holidaymakers from every corner of the world migrate here each summer for the lovely port, great beaches and perfect little side streets and piazzas. Spending a morning in the central square below the church, drinking one cappuccino after another and eating pistachio-cream-filled croissants, is an experience to relish. Of course, then you have to go for a hike or a swim to work off the calories, and the ones from your Italian dinner the night before.
We stayed at Bed and Breakfast Casanova. It wasn’t the cheapest, but it’s all about location. Its location is perfect. The owner was also one of the coolest and most helpful guys we met on our trip. Word of warning: if you are traveling with a rental car, you cannot drive into Cefalu. You’ll have to park your car well outside the town and walk to your hotel. The owner of our place came with a scooter and picked us up.
“First of all, let’s get one thing straight. Your Italy and our Italia are not the same thing. Italy is a soft drug peddled in predictable packages, such as hills in the sunset, olive groves, lemon trees, white wine, and raven-haired girls. Italia, on the other hand, is a maze. It’s alluring, but complicated. It’s the kind of place that can have you fuming and then purring in the space of a hundred meters, or in the course of ten minutes. Italy is the only workshop in the world that can turn out both Botticellis and Berlusconis.”
— Beppe Severgnini (La Bella Figura: A Field Guide to the Italian Mind) 
“I hate and detest Sicily in so far as I love it, and in so far as it does not respond to the kind of love I would like to have for it.”
― Leonardo Sciascia
“Italian cities have long been held up as ideals, not least by New Yorkers and Londoners enthralled by the ways their architecture gives beauty and meaning to everyday acts.”
— Rebecca Solnit (Wanderlust: A History of Walking) 
by P-Lo
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