Today, we spent the day in the city. After a rather crazed search for the parking garage (which involved going down one way street the wrong way for three blocks), we headed over to the

Instituto (sp?) National Geophysica et Vulcanology (sp?) (INGV). We were treated to an excellent presentation on numerous aspects of Mt. Etna's systems, a tour the monitor room, and then another presentation on the 2002-2003 eruption, called the Perfect Eruption. I can't say I agree with the title, but the presentation was a great warm up for the next day's excursion to the top of Etna.
We were free to roam for a few hours afterwards. Sanjoy, Mimi and I headed out together. We didn't know where we were going, so we aimed for an area with some piazzas. We lucked out and stumbled upon a great open air market, full of fresh vegetables, fish mongers, and butchers. After strolling through the market, we found ourselves a very nice restaurant which served excellent local dishes. We lucked out big time. Stuffed and happy, we ambled out in the general direction of the University.
We all reconvened at the University. The next few hours were spent in a very warm auditorium, listening to Catania professores, UW grad students giving our own talks (which we were given 24 hours notice on), and Catania graduate students.
We were finished at the University around 6:30pm, and we headed out to the Piazza Duomo.
Side note: It has become abundantly clear why the Mediterranean region functions on it's daily cycle, with the siesta in the afternoon. It's so bloody hot and muggy from 1pm to ~5pm, it's very difficult to be productive. As my friend Carmine explained: "the sun goes to your head." Today was no exception, even while being indoors. The auditorium was stifling, and I sweated (I suspect we all did) for the entire duration. Upon leaving, and getting into the evening breeze, it is easy to understand why life picks back up in the evening. The Mediterranean evening is magical, and the Sicilian culture has certainly embraced this and made it a central part of their day.
This magic can come in the form of families gathering in the grape canopied patio, and sharing wine and stories until midnight, or it can come in the form of throngs of city dwellers flooding into the central piazza and thoroughfare. Tonight, we saw the throngs on Via Etanea and Piazza Duomo. Aside from the famous pygmy elephant statue, there were throngs of old and young. It seems to be a popular place for newlyweds to come and get their portraits done as well, as there were two couples getti

ng their pictures taken while we were there.
Dinner was arranged for us at Trattoria Casalinga. We had tables waiting for us in the street. Again, we were immersed in the magic of the Mediterranean evening. The food was spectacular. The antipasti was uncooked shrimp, anchovies, and octopus drenched in olive oil, and lemon. Another antipasti was a plate of cheese, maybe pecorino, lightly cooked onion, all drenched in a light olive oil and salted. Heaven. The main dishes were all wonderful, in particular the Sicilian specialty Pasta Norma, served with a lovely pillow of cheese grated over the pasta.
Another full day.