Sunday. A gorgeous day to start. All dressed for church and so excited to attend mass in the cathedral of palermo. It was HUGE and we made it there with time to spare andddd did not get lost. We are starting to get the hang of things.
We entered in the church and were blown away! CC made a non-consevative decisions with her dress and had to bring a jean jacket. She suffocated...finally she knows how I felt in that god awful green wrap in the hospital. Thankfully, a copy of my passport sufficed as her fan.
Next thing we know, we start to hear "dun dun da dun...dun da dun dun"
.... Is this a wedding?!
Yep, yep it's a wedding.
The bride is wearing black and we are tourists attending her wedding. Why is nothing ever normal here?!
We can't even handle this situation but realized a catholic wedding means a mass is included and decide to stay/ were forced to since the area was now roped off...
An hour an a half later, we make our way to lunch. We got onto via liberta and finally found the nicest area. The roads are closed off for Sundays and children and families are running around in this gorgeous scenery...we fell more in love with palermo....now this is more like it.
We find the cutest restaurant and decide to eat there. CC and I never seem to remember that the menus are in Italian, so we struggled ordering once again. Luckily, the ravioli with fish was so tasty. So was the glass of white wine, bread, salad and espresso. Heaven.
Rudely awakened from our reverie, is a man literally grasping onto the hood of a moving vehicle and slamming his fist into the car, screaming "you are going to kill me" in Italian... What is this? Seriously, what is this? The men at the restaurant start following suit..what? This can't be real.
Eventually the man gets off the moving car and scurries along...again, what?!
We continue our stroll after CC successfully asks for the check in Italian and enjoy the rest of our gorgeous Sunday. No need to mention the laundry in the sink since I am procrastinating on doing it as per usual.
We entered in the church and were blown away! CC made a non-consevative decisions with her dress and had to bring a jean jacket. She suffocated...finally she knows how I felt in that god awful green wrap in the hospital. Thankfully, a copy of my passport sufficed as her fan.
Next thing we know, we start to hear "dun dun da dun...dun da dun dun"
.... Is this a wedding?!
Yep, yep it's a wedding.
The bride is wearing black and we are tourists attending her wedding. Why is nothing ever normal here?!
We can't even handle this situation but realized a catholic wedding means a mass is included and decide to stay/ were forced to since the area was now roped off...
An hour an a half later, we make our way to lunch. We got onto via liberta and finally found the nicest area. The roads are closed off for Sundays and children and families are running around in this gorgeous scenery...we fell more in love with palermo....now this is more like it.
We find the cutest restaurant and decide to eat there. CC and I never seem to remember that the menus are in Italian, so we struggled ordering once again. Luckily, the ravioli with fish was so tasty. So was the glass of white wine, bread, salad and espresso. Heaven.
Rudely awakened from our reverie, is a man literally grasping onto the hood of a moving vehicle and slamming his fist into the car, screaming "you are going to kill me" in Italian... What is this? Seriously, what is this? The men at the restaurant start following suit..what? This can't be real.
Eventually the man gets off the moving car and scurries along...again, what?!
We continue our stroll after CC successfully asks for the check in Italian and enjoy the rest of our gorgeous Sunday. No need to mention the laundry in the sink since I am procrastinating on doing it as per usual.
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