8 June, 2017
A long day in the car got us to Tropea, a lovely town perched on the cliffs high above its white sandy beaches.
We strolled around the three storey buildings of the old town. It was quite lively and many buildings were being tidied up to take advantage of increased visitor numbers. This building showed a good contrast between the old and the new.
The specialty of the region is red onions and the shops sold them in great numbers. Some were as long as sweet potatoes.
We ate pizza and drank beer and wine in a cafe.
We wandered around the streets waiting for the sunset. I chatted to the street vendors. This man offered a trip on his boat but we were heading off in the morning.
Some lanes were made for donkeys but cars and bikes squeezed down them all the same. Earlier I decided not to attempt this street in the car. Others had no concerns.
With tell tale plumes of smoke rising from its crater, Stomboli, the volcano appeared on the horizon as the sun set. But a 10-16mm lens does not cut the mustard for volcanic craters 60 kilometres away so views of the beach will have to do.
