The
first time I visited Palermo, I was a bit disappointed in its dilapidated
state. Fountains that were once
stately were falling apart.
Government buildings built at a time of prosperity were crumbling. And much of the housing had seen better
days 300 years ago. This city
seemed to be falling down around their ears. I was not impressed.
We
are back in Palermo and decided to take another stab at the place. So last night we went out to absorb the
vibe of the city. Yeah the place
is still falling apart, but there is energy amongst the neighborhoods. There are hidden plazas that were once
grand but now look more like a set from an apocalyptic movie. In the middle of the rubble there are
street venders selling dinner off of carts, music is pulsing through the crowd,
smiles come easy and comradery are strung together all to create an atmosphere
of energy and community. We stop
at a sidewalk grill for a delicious kabob sandwich. Sometimes food off the street is the best. I watch as the cook carefully takes
pride in what he is about to serve us.
There is no hurrying him as he layers our panini with lettuce, grilled
chicken, tomatoes and special yogurt sauce. You can give the guy a 50-euro note and some one will melt
into the crowd, but eventually comes back with your change. There is a feeling of pride and trust
that is also a part of the streets.
People
seem to ooze out of the abandoned apartment buildings and come together despite
what is happening to the physical world, readily share of themselves with
perfect strangers. Easy smiles,
lots of side cheek kisses and frequent embraces are also a part of Palermo
after dark. The best part of
travel is the people you meet and the best part of any city are the
inhabitants. I love it.