I wasn’t the one who said that. Believe it or not, it was Jan. So we headed off to the catacombs. Along the way, we passed a fabric store and Jan said “no way”. So many firsts today.

As usual, we were keeping our eyes open and just enjoying the city as we walked.

We had a recommendation for an excellent fish restaurant, and it was on the way, so we were tentatively planning an early lunch. But along the way, we passed through a very active street food market.

We had our heart set on a sit down restaurant, rather than street food, so we pressed on. Google had assured us the restaurant was open. They lied. Closed up tight. After some discussion, we decided the street food market was just too noisy, so we pressed on, planning to find a restaurant along the way. It didn’t work. By the time we arrived outside the catacombs, there was danger that people might be getting hangry (not mentioning any names – it could happen to anyone). Fortunately there was a vegetable market in the square (there are vegetable markets absolutely everywhere here) and they had a variety of Sicilian biscuits. And there was a stand making fresh fruit drinks. Not exactly what the food guide recommends for a balanced diet, but it did the trick and we headed into the catacombs with our energy restored.
I don’t have any pictures. Photography wasn’t allowed … and I’m not sure I would show the pictures even if I had been allowed. It was very different than the Paris Catacombs. Basically, there were hundreds of mummified, or partially mummified bodies lining the walls, wearing the clothing they had selected for their final resting place. It was … interesting. I’m glad we went. I’m not sure I’d go again.
Once we were back out in the sunlight, we decided that our little snack had given us some energy, but we needed something more. We’ve gained an appreciation for arancini when you need a little nourishment, but nothing too heavy. We found the perfect spot along the way.

A balanced diet absolutely must include gelato, so our plan was to stop at a highly recommended gelateria on our way home. Our route took us past the Palazzo Reale, one of the “must-see” sights in Palermo. Serendipity. The palace was the seat of the Norman rulers in Sicily. Yes, those Normans. I need to brush up on my history of Sicily, and history of the Normans. But we figured a good way to start would be to have a look.

The royal residence floor was closed today, but we were able to visit the Palatine chapel with its amazing mosaics, many of which are gold covered. At the entrance, there was a giant chalice, which I thought was very impressive … until I saw the chapel.

Words cannot do the chapel justice. Nor can a few pictures. But they are all I have, so you will have to make do with what I can share. Here is a sample of the mosaics on the walls.



The chapel is currently being restored in a multi-year project. In some ways, that makes it more interesting. The restorers were at work when we were there.


This next picture shows the detail in the floors.

We could closely examine some of the “simple” mosaics on the walls, and took this picture, including my hand to show the fine detail.

Now imagine that repeated thousands of times.


It is hard to imagine the effort that went into building this chapel.
We finished our tour by spending a few minutes walking through the gardens. They weren’t as impressive as the chapel, but they were cool and peaceful. And they had flowers.


This is the palace from outside. If you look closely, you can see the eagle motif on the roof.

We aren’t much for visiting churches, but we passed another cathedral on our way to the gelateria, and decided to have a look inside. These are for you, Scotty.


While walking around the city, we have been noticing large posters showing black and white photographs taken in Palermo in the 60’s. They are from a series of photographs taken by Enzo Sellerio, and to celebrate the centenary of his birth, twenty photographs are being displayed at the spot where they were originally taken. Here are a few to give you an idea.





And then, finally, it was time for gelato.

The shop is on a very nondescript street, but the gelato is very tasty. We will be back.



I’ll close with a picture taken 3 minutes from where we are staying. This sort of view happens all the time here. I love it.

Tomorrow, something different. Or maybe more of the same. We will have to wait and see.




















































































































































