After a good night’s sleep, we all wanted to walk around the center of Palermo for at least a few hours and enjoy what we could in the light of day. It actually was lovely, and I am glad we had time to see parts of it during the day when we were rested.
One of my favorite experiences was coming across a shoemaker, who allowed us to go inside his shop and watch him as he cut the leather to make a pair of men’s shoes by hand.
It was something we knew we would never see in the U.S. and it was just one of those moments. He was very happy that we had stopped, and posed for a photo. I had to promise that I would send him a copy.
If you ever go to Palermo, stop in and see Gino Conciauro on via Monteleone. His shoes looked wonderful and the prices were much lower than you would expect.
Life seems simpler here in Sicily and everything seems to cost a little less too. The people are happy and especially happy to talk to someone who is from America. When we tell them that our grandparents were born in Sicily, and they came to America from the port of Palermo, they are especially pleased. Anyone with whom I had a conversation had never been to the U.S. but invariably had a cousin who came there or lives there.
I wish I had more time to spend in Palermo and talk with the people, but we decided we would go to Cefalù and enjoy some beach time.