A tumble from the van first thing using our improvised plastic crate substitute step: it tipped over, as I stepped onto it, carrying a full washing up bowl in front of me.
Fell heavily on my knees on to the rough gravel surface and twisted my big toe in the process and smashed our breakfast bowls. Felt very shaken and winded and couldn't get up until my breathing settle.
Andy was off searching for water waste disposal points so two very kind olive pickers and a female campervanner came to my rescue to pick me up, they were very consoling. I irrigated the bleeding knees and strapped the bruised swollen big toe to its buddy just in case.
This camp site is also great. English spoken, very friendly and helpful reception staff, family business. Very secure, quiet and scenic, near supermarket and restaurants, hot, unlimited, clean and spacious power jet showers. Two buses into the centre/old quarter, reliable bus network (trains too).
So much to marvel at here, city of culture last year.
Trip to Cefalu, managed well by Andy who is a bit of an old hand by now at navigating the labyrinthine Sicilian motorways and unpredictable weaving city drivers.
90 minutes some on the toll motorway (€1) got the tickets and payments sorted out here at last.. Cefalu (pronounced Chefalu) is a beautiful sea side resort, shallow water, calm sea, old town overlooks the golden sandy beach and tall cliffs behind (la Rocca).
Boarded ferry at about 10 set sail at 11 pm
Very happy with our spacious cabin. U
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