Our hotel in Syracusa, Sicily, had amazing views from the balcony. This is the view looking left.
The view to the right.
We're passing the restaurant where we ate the night before. Megan thought the ambiance of the place was so authentic it felt like a little street cafe in Italy.
From Syracusa we drove north to the recently volcanic Mt. Etna.
What is all this black rock?
The arduous climb up Mt. Etna.
Sicily was a fantastic mini-honeymoon.
We even managed to have a great time on the four-hour ferry trip back to Malta.