I wanted to get us going on talking about europa, I was hoping we could write little stories about some of our experinces in other countries, If you have somtime you would like to share please do, im very intersted in hearing about traveling.

The first real stop I made was in Sicily; my ancestors were born there, in a little town next to Enna called, Villa Rosa. I travel with my mom for that part of the journey, actually it was her Idea, and I just wanted to visit the UK area. She wanted me to go but I told her Id rather spend more time in the UK, but because she was going, so reluctantly I agreed.

It was the most interesting place I have ever been. The town was very small and traditional and we had a hard time finding it. We took a bus from Palermo to Enna not know how we were going to get to Villa Rosa. Enna was this town on top of the highest point in Sicily I think. You could see the country side all around you for miles, it was absolutely beautiful! Mount Etna was right their in the horizon like a smoking gun. When we got to Enna we found a girl from Villa Rosa that attends school in Enna, she was taking the bus back home so we rode with here. On the way there she told us in Italian, (we didn’t know much Italian at the time) that there were only two small hotels in the whole town. So when we got there we lugged my mom’s stuff (not mine, I had a backpack, and she had like two suit cases, UGH!) over to the first hotel in town.

It was a hot day and I had to go in and speak to the innkeeper, by myself. Women were not allowed to be seen outside during the day so my mom was concerned about how it would look if she were with me when I rented the rooms.

I walked in and the innkeeper was this heavy set Sicilian with very little teeth, and a loud voice. I bellowed something in Italian but I could understand. I explained to him in broken Italian (Never go to Sicilian with out have a good understanding of Italian, even if they understand English they will want you to speak in there language.) that I wanted to rent a room for me and my mom. He brought us to the room but it was on the third floor. Since my mom is in her 50ies I tried to ask the keeper if we could have a room on the first floor, I tried a few times in Italian but he couldn’t understand me so I had to play like an old women trying to carry luggage up and down the steps and finally he got it.

I got the room and checked in, meanwhile I go back outside and my mom was taken in by a group of hairdressers right next to where she was waiting, so I walked into the establishment and it was a group of beautiful Italian women there were laughing and chatting with my mom like they had knew each other for years. It was a really treat to watch my mom talk to them in Italian.

Anyway we met the mother of one of the girls and she offered to take us around town the next day, my mom wanted to look up our family history so it was a great opportunity for her, the women was very helpful and full of energy for a lady in her 70ies.

Anyway I will right more later on this it was so much fun; I never wanted to leave Europe. I also traveled myself to, napes, room, Venice, Prague and the UK.