19 09 07

Leaving the mountains and returning to the S120 Targa Floria.
It just gets better as the road descends towards the coast
Hill towns and large edges of mountains
dipping into valleys and hugging the ridges
you get a sense of how the old race must have been
the mountains disolve into the heat haze
all earth colours against the blue

then at the end of the road the old Targa Floria grandstand and finish line
deserted
left
almost hear the noise
ghostly stands and pitstop
a large printed hanging of the race

An apt ending to such a fantastic drive from Fiumefreddo

West to Marsala
It is hot again
west past Terasini
the blue mountains of Castelemarre and Zingaro

the road from Salemi to Marsala is lined with olive trees and vineyards
it is lush and green
planed and empty
straight road to the south

Sit in the restaurant at Mozia
the white salt shining in the sun
what am I doing all this for?

this

Nicola de Spano is very freindly
His house is in the outskirts of Marsala overlooing the Stagnone
I have a flat to myself, dark and cool