Mt Aetna was “burping,” as the Italians call it. Smoke and rumbles, even from this far away.
Taormina looking in the opposite direction from Aetna;
the amphitheater is in on the right-most hill.
The Symphony as we boat toward the shore. Mt Aetna in the distance.
Mt Aetna from the opposite hillside where the amphitheater stands.
Pretty shoreline as we drove to the amphitheater
A door on our drive
The Greco-Roman Amphitheater
Pictures from postcards (Mt Aetna and the amphiteater)
The Symphony from up at the amphitheater
The ship through the amphitheater
Michael reading his Italian motorcycle magazine as we sail away.
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