Sicily: The People

Posted on June 11, 2010


In 2003, on our first trip to Sicily, we spent three nights in an apartment in Palermo, then rented a two-door Alfa Romeo and went exploring. Somewhere between Siracusa on the southeast coast and Piazza Armerina in the mountains, we came around a bend in the road and had to stop as a herd of sheep crossed our path. We snapped a few pictures with our new digital camera, just so we wouldn’t forget the scene. Then, without a word or gesture from us, the sheep herder came over to the car and peeked in to have his picture taken. It was another one of those unexpected, impossible-to-plan, magical moments, the kind we’ve come to associate with Sicily and its people. We often wonder about this man, if he’s still alive, still walking those same winding mountain roads, with a different herd of sheep. Still watching as shiny cars carry their occupants past.

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