Phew, James and I went to Sicily for a few days. To the wedding of my nice ex, Pepe and Lili, whose family are evidently from Sicily. We arrived the day before the wedding, hired a super-cool bright red convertible mini and drove across the island and found our hotel, with a balcony with views of the blue blue Med. Lovely! Went for a drive around the town, to find somewhere nice for dinner. The hotel recommended a place, but we could not find and stopped at a place I had seen in the guide book. (I am Guide Book Girl!) J was off looking at fish and I was texting home, when I heard someone asking if it was me, in Spanish. Looked up, to see a young lady I did not recognise, but by her side was her mum, Pepe's sister. Following them came his parents, and two cousins with wives. I knew them all but had not seen for nine years. It was very, very emotional and totally lovely to see them all again.
The wedding was very Italian and pretty, and I was pleased to be there. Pep and I were together for six years after uni, and have remained good friends.
James and I then toured the island, seeing all the sights and driving through scary thunder and lightning. We went up Etna and I was terrified.
Great time, but good to be back too. Ben had a good time with his grandparents too.
Ciao!