Hi – just a shout out to everyone experiencing these crazy and unusual weather phenomenas we are having right now… fires, hurricanes, earthquakes, any flooding, etc. It’s been a really crazy year for weather and I’m sure we will all be glad when the new year starts. Puerto Rico had a direct hit with Maria and I read the entire island is without power. Let’s pray that the guys keep missing all of this tragic weather and stay one step ahead! 🙂 One more bit of news – just a reminder that we will only be doing ONE POST per country. Brazil has 3 concerts alone from Sao Paolo, as well as Curitiba. Look for Curitiba/Sao Paolo next Monday.
Ok, now on with this lovely story from Daniela… In search of….
Summer was at the door. We usually spend part of August at the sea but this year we had the idea of going to Sicily.
My husband is Sicilian, but for 39 years we did not return to Sicily moreover, it was well known that Piero, Ignazio and Gianluca would have had a whole month of holiday and with a pinch of luck we could meet at least one of them.
While I was preparing for the trip we would have traveled definitely train, as my husband does not like flying or even going to the ship. I keep reading news about Piero and Ignazio, because it is clear that Gianluca will spend his summer at Roseto.
I read right away that Ignazio stayed with Alessandra in Sardinia where IL VOLO had their last concert so I miss the hopes of seeing Ignazio because he will stay the summer in Sardinia.
I focus on Piero.
We had a very detailed program, which included visiting almost all Sicily and visiting many places and monuments.
Meeting one of the boys would be the icing on the cake.
Last year Piero and his brothers spent their holidays in Taormina
The evening before our visit to Taormina, I find out that Piero this year is not on vacation in Taormina, is in San Leone, darn, just this year had to change program ??
Even though I was a little disappointed, Taormina is always beautiful, I have seen the Greek Theater, a magnificent place for our guys concerts, and then the Botte where they often go to eat, the Metropole hotel where they stay and the Bambar where we also got a granite.
All places frequented by IL VOLO, but no trace of them.
That night, back to the B & B I realized what I call “the power of the union IL VOLO”, I phoned two virtual friendships known thanks to the common love for the boys. They live near the area where I was and so have come to know me, it was beautiful. I now know Melina (of which I posted the review of Taormina) and Nancy.
The next stage of the trip is Agrigento, but passing from Naro, the town of Piero.
I would never go to Piero’s house, I wanted to see the Castle and House Teca dedicated to him.
We arrive at Naro which was almost noon. It was incredibly hot. Beautiful country in the hinterland, with all tuff houses.
As Marie and Jane had told us the roads more go up and more tighten, we had thought to park down and walk on foot.
We did a long staircase and at last there is the castle, almost a manor that dominates the valley. We take some photos and enter the courtyard. As I search the door of House Teca di Piero, a caretaker looks out and says “we are closing, we reopen at 4pm”, useless to insist.
We could not wait, we had an appointment at 3pm in Agrigento and definitely would not return to Naro again.
Darn it for the second time.
As we reach our destination in Agrigento, I see on the map the place where our B & B was very close to San Leone where Piero is spending the holidays, not even 3 miles. I’m very happy, I have another chance to see Piero.
The next day we wake up early, we have planned a beautiful hike to the VALLE OF THE TEMPLES, an enchanting place full of history. We walk for hours under a burning sun, but what we have seen repays us from fatigue.
It’s 2 pm and we have not eaten yet. I suggest to my husband “we go to lunch at San Leone”?
We park at the harbor and have lunch and then take a long walk to the harbor, the nearby beach and the promenade.
Of Piero there is no shadow. It is very hot and we are tired of the day, we go back to the B & B for a shower and rest.
The next day we headed to the SCALE OF TURKS where Piero posted photos with friends and his watercraft.
Even here nothing Piero, but we still have it all afternoon and my dear husband still takes me to San Leone for an ice cream.
Again we walk back and forth on the waterfront, we stopped until evening, seeing a beautiful sunset and the lights of the night.
My husband was more disappointed for me, nothing Piero.
I thought maybe that day Piero had gone to visit his parents.
Patience. Let’s go back to the B & B. I connect to my phone that was unloaded and what do I see ??? Many photos of Piero just posted made in San Leone, exactly where we were up to 5 minutes before.
It is not possible, that anger.
I lost hope to see Piero.
The trip continues, we go to Palermo. As we travel, I keep reading the news from my cell phone and what do I find out? Ignatius is no longer in Sardinia, now he is in Marsala.
Evviva, Marsala is closer to Palermo, maybe I can even see Ignazio, my favorite !!
Palermo is a huge, beautiful, chaotic city, full of monuments and my husband’s birth town. After seeing Palermo in the long and wide, we decide to visit the surroundings also Erice very close to Marsala.
As we climb up the beautiful fortress of Erice what do we find out? Ignazio in those days is at Favignana, one of the Egadi Islands that you can see very well from the fortress of Erice, but to reach them you have to take the ship, which my husband will never do.
But Ignazio, why have not you been to Marsala for a few days yet? Darn, this opportunity is also lost.
Our trip is about to end, we have seen magnificent cities full of history and marine landscapes of an enchanting blue color.
Sicily is truly enchanting, and the delicious food.
We did not meet Piero or Ignazio, patience there will be other occasions.
Returning home I saw photos of Ignazio and Piero published in the same places I was just before.
Darn, the guys did not synchronize the time with me.
Next time we will be better off, meanwhile Sicily is in my heart !!
Credit to owner of photos that I’m guessing are Beppe’s!
Once again, I sit before a blank page, wondering what will appear from my fingertips? Three more beautiful concerts, gone in a flash. They made the ancient stage come alive once more. 
