Day18 – Palermo

The Sicily tour is over now, and I’m on my own. Yea! I like the freedom and tend to meet many more people without a group.

On leaving the grand hotel this afternoon, right away I met Mustacciolo Carolina and her family who were having a little barbecue for Easter in front of their hole-in-the-wall home on the dark, dingy street facing the hotel.

Carolina is her first name, but when I asked her name, her son, her daughter-in-Iaw, and Carolina herself, kept announcing “Mustacciolo Carolina,” like it was some grand prize of a name. She was thrilled to pose and ran over to the grill with a piece of bread.


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