The Great Plotnik

Thursday, October 24, 2013

Unexpected Festa

We arrived in Selinunte with enough time to run to the side of the hotel to see the sun splash down into the Mediterranean. After a day of driving through the cities of Marsala, Mazara del Valo and Castelveltrano, where we had bought olives, grissini (breadsticks), San Marzano tomatoes, cheese, grapes and salami, we had dinner on Peter and Patsy's balcony, with the rest of the wine from Trapani, and went to bed early.

The hotel seemed deserted, here in Low Season. But at 9pm they started lighting bonfires at the end of the street for barbecues...

...and by 9:30 there was a 4-piece Latino band playing in the hotel lobby, a buffet of eggplant dishes and pizza, and maybe 200 people buying drinks and dancing. Maybe it was the Festa d'Santo Plotti.


At 7:54 AM, Blogger mary ann said...

beautiul sunset ~ did you go to the lobby in your jammies again?

At 8:54 AM, Blogger The Fevered Brain said...

I'll be it isn't everybody who gets such a welcome. Loving your trip!

At 12:01 PM, Anonymous Cousin Seattle said...

Did you take an empty suitcase with you, in order to bring back all of the food you can't find in the states? I hope so!

At 12:44 PM, Blogger notthatlucas said...

I'll give Plotnik "Great" but I think sainthood is likely not in the cards. But who knows - enough wine, eggplant, and dancing and anything might happen.


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