Anfiteatro Romano and San...
by LysDor
Anfiteatro Romano and San Biagio church
As one of the first Greek colonies, Catania was already founded in the year 729 a.d.. Not until the Roman epoch, the city became a bigger importance. Nowadays, only the ruins of the Amphitheater remember of the ancient past.
Bellini's Tomb
by ICBT
The final resting place of Catania's beloved and dashing opera composer Vicenzo Bellini. Most famous work is la Norma (and pasta alla norma). The tomb is inscribed with a line of his music and depicts a bas relief of his dashingness being carried up to paradise in the embrace of two very pretty angels.
Bellini's death is shrouded in mystery. He died very young, and there are suggestions of his being poisoned by a jealous rival searching the hand of a certain damsel.
It's a running joke with me and people who care that the Catania tourist bureau guides may disagree on a lot of dates and place names, but they all agree on one thing:
Blond haired, blue-eyed Vincenzo was a total player.
All things Bellini: Teatro Massimo Bellini, Bellini's house and Museum, Statue of Bellini, Piazza Teatro Massimo Bellini, Villa Bellini.
Mount Etna
by ahendley
Mount Etna Streaked With Demeter's Frozen Tears
The September day we visited Mount Etna, Demeter threw a hissy fit.
Demeter was the goddess of grain and the harvest. Hades abducted her beautiful and well-loved daughter Persephone and carried her down to the Underworld. This may have happened in Sicily, but it was long ago and no one is certain.
Demeter was so incensed that she blighted the harvest, and nothing would grow anywhere on the earth. She appealed to the other gods to rescue her daughter. Finally, Zeus negotiated one of his typical compromises which did not completely satisfy anyone but got them off his case. During the dark months of winter, Persephone would live with Hades in the Underworld, and the rest of the year she would live with her mother in the brilliant light of the Mediterranean.
As we climbed the volcano in our four-wheel-drive Mercedes assault vehicle, the visibility dropped to zero and hail stones clattered on the roof and windows. Our Sicilian guide from Catania told us that unseasonal late summer rains sometimes occur in Sicily when Demeter weeps as she contemplates Persephone's imminent return to the Underworld.
Our guide also told us that many people who live on the slopes of Mount Etna stubbornly insist upon rebuilding houses that are destroyed by eruptions.
More prudent Sicilians call them lava heads.
When a house is endangered by a lava flow, the owner hauls away everything that is flammable and movable including wooden door frames and window frames. If his house is spared, he reassembles it once the danger has passed. If his house is destroyed, he rebuilds as close as possible to the old location.
I've replaced the blade of my ax two times and the handle three times, but it's still the same ax. I think that's a classical Greek paradox from the age of Pericles. The lava heads would understand.
How can people be so stupid as to live on the slopes of an active volcano, I wonder as I sit here at my computer in San Francisco three miles from the San Andreas fault?