Monday, May 21, 2007

The road to Taormina

I fled Catania relatively early in the morning, heading down to Agrigento to see the ruins of some spectacular Greek temples. The temples are large and lovely, and situated next to a garden filled with ancient varieties of orange and lemon trees, which are now fruiting a few months out of season.

I climbed a few trees and ate the oranges, which were -- surprise! -- orange, but flecked with deep roses and reds. They were spectacular: extremely tart, not a lot of sugar, and very juicy. In fact, I learned not to thow them down from the trees after picking them because, unlike our thick-skinned american varieties, they burst when mishandled. I guess this is what oranges were like before we bioengineered them to death. Sigh.

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