There’s history and mystery in the narrow streets of Ortygia, the island that is the historical center of the city of Siracusa. What goes on behind those walls? And how many centuries have they stood?
A sole pedestrian carries shopping bags past hanging laundry, heading…where?
Succulents on a street that looks like it’s been modernized a bit.
I love peeking into hidden courtyards.
The sunshine casts a yellow glow over everything it touches.
I’ve been to Italy numerous times but never noticed metal sawhorses like these.
Beautiful archways everywhere.
Archimedes was born in Siracusa.
This area and the museum are devoted to him.
Catthedral de Siracusa built over a Greek temple–to the goddess, Athena …these columns are from the original Greek building. They simply built over the temple.
Men sit in groups making up occasional street life in the narrow alleys.
Modern art found in the most unlikely places, even on a satellite dish.
Soccer on a dish.
Sometimes, the art is unintentional, like this old letter box.
Ancient art in our hotel.
Human art. Not the first time I’ve run into models working on Italian streets.
There are homeless with dogs. This mangy dog was hard to look at. So sad.
Here’s another, positioned strategically next to an ATM. He was kissing his dog. We gave him money.
Earthquakes and volcano eruptions handled here.
The law has some snazzy uniforms but tiny cars.
The symbol of Sicily, probably based on the Celtic.
Wonderful- you’re photos and captions have captured my imagination – looting like taking a trip through Italy with my morning coffee. Have fun.
What a treat to see. I needed that today. So glad you are having a good time, Carol. xxoo
Wow, what a lovely and intriguing place! Your photos are great.
Thanks for taking us on the trip…love the photos.
Love these photos! So glad you’re sharing with us as you go along.
I love the architecture, your photos are lovely and now I really need to travel to this location. Your comment about how many people had passed and what the walls had seen struck a cord as that is how I feel when I walk through ancient streets.