Villafranca, Sicily

Our next workaway was in Villafranca, Sicily. We took the bus from Trapani, to Sciacca, where our host picked us up..... yeah...... Franco says he is the President of Sicily. Villafranca is in the middle of nowhere. Geographically, and culturally. I'm not about to return to Sicily any time soon.

Some of the funny traditions include: if someone is feeling lazy - they don't go to work. If someone is tired, or hungover, or bored... they don't open their shop. Nothing is every open - and no one is going anywhere. If someone you know (in a town of 500 people this happens a lot) is driving by - they stop in the middle of the street, blocking traffic, to have a conversation. Here is our host doing just that on the main street through town.

Not only is Villafranca in the middle of nowhere, but we lived on the outskirts. Our water came from a spring in the ground filled with frogs, we ate pasta with leaves from the "garden" every night, we didn't have electricity, and there was no internet. Did I mention Franco wanted me to make him 4 websites in a week? We had to make a deal with a local bar to get their personal home wifi password - so I could walk into town everyday to get websites - and hope they felt like being open.