#accommodation fails

Accidents Happen in Sicily

At 5.50 am we clicked the front door shut and made our furtive way in the pre-dawn light through the deserted streets of a town in Sicily.

We didn’t talk, not only because the noise our luggage wheels made on the cobbles – amplified by the narrow laneways – drowned out any attempt at conversation.   We reached the car, stowed our luggage and fiddled with the satnav.  

We looked at each other…