Temple Time, Agrigento

The sun shone down on us today which made our walk through the Archeological Park in Agrigento feel quite spring-like (or high summer in the UK).

To be perfectly honest, one Greek ruin looks a lot like another (unless you have a degree in Ancient History which neither of us do) but the weather was good and the views were superb.

Being National Trust members, we were allowed in free to the gardens inside the Archeological Park, but maintained by the Fondo Ambiente Italiano (the ‘National Trust for Italy’). The Gardens are mostly given over to the cultivation of fruit trees.

The gentleman at the entry gate was insistent that we would need to visit the Archeological Museum by car (although it was shown in the middle of the Park on our map). We did as we were advised, but when we got there the car park was closed. No wonder there weren’t many visitors.

It was no surprise that the Museum should have a number of Greek pots, but they were mostly in fantastic condition. The art work, even on the very early pots, was exquisite.

One of the glories of staying in a hotel, as we are here, is that you have to eat out. Last night we felt sorry for a very cold looking young man handing out flyers for a newly opened establishment. Fortunately though, the food wasn’t a disappointment. Mark had scaloppina alla Marsala and I had tuna encrusted with couscous. I am afraid we’re not incredibly adventurous. We are not red wine drinkers either and usually plump for the house white which we always find very good in Italy.