I was deeply impressed by the way we were welcomed at Salvatore’s place in the heart of Palermo: the latter himself came riding an electric bike to collect us from three streets down as we couldn’t figure out how to reach the place without illegally enter a street or two where non-inhabitants aren’t allowed to trespass. Eventually, I’m afraid there’s not really a way to get there without it; we’ll find out as soon as the fine hits our mailbox. We were welcomed with a homemade salade, an omelette and some frittata, which was heartwarming and delicious! There’s coffee (and good one at that), tea, and the whole place is the cleanest I have ever seen! Be warned though: if you are longer than 160 cm (5f2) as me and approx. all the Dutch are: you will not be able to walk up straight upstairs! Still, the place is spacious, cooled by an excellent airconditioning and providing. Finally, another word of warning - even though it breaks my heart to deny anyone the touching hospitality of this family - for me Palermo was quite intense; there was beauty and excitement to enjoy (the food is exquisite, wherever you go!), but also noise, chaos and an every tension in the air.