Sicilia: The Month Of May

On of these days I will explain to you with a proper story, why I hate helicopters. The particular specimen was observing and maintaining order at the Noto flower festival.

This song goes some way to explaining it and can be the sound track for this blog entry.

Multimedia baby.

This month began with an unexpected religious parade on my way home.

One night we stayed up late in the cave singing beatles songs.

It was nice.

Here's a view of the cave from the outside.

It's kind of like indoor camping.

Mikey G conquers the moon.

Observing his kingdom in all it's wonder, his stance reflects the intrepid determination and courage he has shown in undertaking the mighty task.

Ch-ch-check out the view.

A concert on two balconies as two separate artists battle, track for track, on the old Baroque architecture.

This is English lunch (language not food).

A long time ago Arci used to be the cultural department of the communist party. It since broke off and does lots of activities and events. My other EVS mates do their volunteering at the Arci.

The English lunch can result in all sorts of capers. Like the time I hilariously put an orange peel in my mouth.