We had just gotten out of the recreation of Giuseppe di Lampedusa’s home featured in Il gattopardo(The Leopard) when Professor Gavioli(<3) noticed that this sight depicted had been opened for the first time in a while. She bolted over and we followed. Not so sure about the background, but apparently there was some sort of parade that would occur from the street and from up at the height that we were at, only widows were able to view the parade. The widows would be dressed in black just watching—distant, yet present. From the location they were at, I would not be complaining, the beautiful palm trees and the brilliant blue waters splashing against the coast. It’s nice to see how nature played a role for Sicilian writers. It is impossible to not notice the mountains in the back and the water surrounding the island. I’m happy. I had two cannoli.