My Italian friends kept insisting that my family name – LANDORI – originated in the general area around the Torrente Landori, a small waterway in Sicily’s Agrigento Province. I found this hard to believe, so, a couple of months ago, I saddled up and flew Cattleclass (or, if you prefer, Sardine Seating) via Wizzair from Budapest to Catania to ‘do’ Sicily and to inspect the area whence my name supposedly came from.
I visited Taormina, then drove to Siracusa. From there I cut diagonally across the island to its westernmost point, the marvelous beaches at San Vito lo Capo, where those who really know Sicily – the cognoscenti – hang out during their annual R and R.
Capo San Vito is not only famous for its beaches but also for the outstanding seafood served in its many eateries. Somebody recommended the Syrah Restaurant where, for the first time in my life, I was treated to a Marsala after-dinner digestif that was over a hundred years old.
The best way to reach Erice, a must-visit town near Capo and the next stop on my itinerary, is via cable car. You leave your car in Trapani and then ‘fly up the wire’ 2,750 feet to this beautiful triangular-shaped medieval town that somehow managed to survive attacks by the Greeks, the Phoenicians, the Saracens, the Carthaginians, the Normans and the Turks.
Of course, sitting on top of a mountain almost a thousand meters high and strategically walled off must have helped.
From Trapani I headed south toward Agrigento (the capital city of the eponymous province) and, on the way, visited Mount Genuardo where my insignificant namesake – the creek called Torrente Landori – commences its fourteen-kilometer meandering south through hill and dale, ending its course by spilling into the Lago di Favara.
Along the way I searched for Landoris and found a few, among them an Olympic skate-boarder and a champion swimmer, but no blood relatives.
Agrigento teems with interesting sites: to start with, there are at least ten churches worth visiting in the city itself. Greco-Roman and Carthaginian ruins litter the countryside as do magnificent beaches, one of which, near Realmonte and called Majata Beach, offers the visitor not only a generous stretch of fine sand, but also access to the Turkish Steps (a gleaming white geological formation that looks like a gigantic stairway reaching from the sea toward the sky).
Turkish Steps in Italy?
The answer to this question is simple: in ages past Turkish and Barbary Coast pirates often scaled the steps to sneak into the hinterland with a mind to plunder. The name stuck: Scala dei Turchi.
Sicily is an enchanting place with two serious drawbacks:
- The food is irresistibly outstanding and this inevitably leads to weight-gain,
- Its history is so fascinatingly complex that one feels compelled to return time and again to become more familiar with its twists and turns.
Another wonderful tale that only makes ones want to follow in your footsteps . So happy to hear that you are still able to be delighted by exploring, tasting and seeing the “new” and the old.
Thank you, Robert. AS always, a great and informative read.
Suddenly I want to go to Sicily.
Thanks for sharing this; I will add Sicily to my bucket list. Would love to hear more about the food!
How do you keep doing this?
I was convinced that you were an Arab.
A fantastic description of a fabulous island.
Erice is a wonderful place with a marvelous view over Capo di San Vito and the Mediterranien see – a place where one could stay a lifetime.
Sounds like almost the same trip Pam and I took 4 years ago to Sicily. As I was reading it, it struck me that you didn’t mention the Carvaggio painting in the church, whose name escapes me in Siracusa and the Valley of the Trmples in Agrigenta, a most wonderful site.
It amazed me how they built Taormina and especially Erice.
We still have Capinnata and Pasta Norma, two Sicilian staples, whenever they are available here.
Ahh! Erice, what a beautiful town. Dreaming of the food and cannolis!
Thanks Robert for sharing this ….hope to meet again somewhere as we did in wonderful Sicily.
Loved reading it all… did you enjoy some fine hazelnuts or almonds while there? Cheers, from your almost godson!
Based on your thoughts we got into the mood of going to Sicily. The only question is do they make marzipan in that part of Italy???
The author par excellence that can turn any mundane activity into a weave of all of the senses.
Keep on voyaging and sharing.