Along The Coast To Messina

The train didn’t get up great speed as it made its way to the port of Messina, where it would cross to the Italian mainland.

I was surprised that we could actually see the Aeolian Islands and at one point, I thought I made out the distinctive double-peaked shape of Salina, where the salt for my supper came from.

October 9, 2013 - Posted by AnonW | Transport/Travel | Home Run From Palermo, Sicily, Trains

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