Lost & Found in Siracusa

Posted by Diane Debevec on Tuesday, April 26, 2011
A day-trip to Siracusa on Easter Monday was most enjoyable in the company of Maryl's good friend Christi Guard.  A wrong turn on the way there made the trip about twice as long, and we comically kept seeing the autostrada, even passing underneath it but no way to get on.  Alors, we eventually made it and spent a windswept afternoon in Ortygia, the old part of the city.  I most loved the walk along the sea wall with the strong sea smell and waves crashing.




Maryl asking for directions

Me taking a picture of the two beautiful young women!

Christi & me at the sea wall. (Above)

Below is the Ear of Dionisis, at the archeological park in Siracusa.



Above, Maryl in her Easter outfit, but sporting Jeff's cap.

Returning home in the evening, I took this picture of the dramatic storms from Maryl's balcony.
 



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Diane Debevec I plan to blog as a way to chronicle this amazing journey of living into a more creative life. A daily journal-writer since 1999, writing has become integral to my life. Hopefully it will add perspective and dimension to this website. Happy reading!
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Lost & Found in Siracusa

Posted by Diane Debevec on Tuesday, April 26, 2011
A day-trip to Siracusa on Easter Monday was most enjoyable in the company of Maryl's good friend Christi Guard.  A wrong turn on the way there made the trip about twice as long, and we comically kept seeing the autostrada, even passing underneath it but no way to get on.  Alors, we eventually made it and spent a windswept afternoon in Ortygia, the old part of the city.  I most loved the walk along the sea wall with the strong sea smell and waves crashing.




Maryl asking for directions

Me taking a picture of the two beautiful young women!

Christi & me at the sea wall. (Above)

Below is the Ear of Dionisis, at the archeological park in Siracusa.



Above, Maryl in her Easter outfit, but sporting Jeff's cap.

Returning home in the evening, I took this picture of the dramatic storms from Maryl's balcony.
 



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