It's Music Video Saturday!!!!!

um, yeah - late as usual.

Spot the Hippie: Prior To My Discovery Of Personal Hygene

***Also prior to my discovery of bangs***

Botanical Boredom

Check out these intricate structures.

More Trip Pics: I'll Stop After This - Maybe

This is the town of Erice (pronounced air-reese-A) located on the top of Mt.Erice. The town served largely as a defensive look-out post through out Sicily's history. Facing westward across the Mediterranean Sea, civilians in Erice were able to spot Greeks and other assholes looking to pillage approaching by ship. Today, the town though seemingly inhabited by ghosts, holds a healthy population of Mountain People who appear never to leave the great hill and rely almost solely upon the tourist industry (once again) for income. This town is HIGH! This is where you should go to get over your fear of heights. Watching this group of Italian teenagers look over the edge of the fort made my stomach rise into my throat and form a knot. There wasn't much in the way of railings, if you know what I mean. The whole time I was like, Where is their chaperon?? JESUS!

Teenage Tasteland Is More Like It

These chips were really greasy....

Driving Miss Daisy

Philidelphia Board of Tourism

Visit West Philly - home to the nation's nicest anarchists!

Its MUSIC VIDEO FRIDAY!!!!!!

It's hard to know where to start with this music video. First of all, if you havent listened to Huey Lewis and the News in a while, you probably should do some downloading - cause this music will change your commute! Second of all, I aspire to throw a party like the one featured in this vid. The ensemble cast of guests include a drunk vampire, a roller skater, a bearded lephrechan and a dozen or so party goers wearing those funny Star-Trek glasses. The dancing is to die for and I love his lyrics..."she took advantage of me, she gets what she wants" - poor vulnerable thing, you just want to hold him until he stops crying.

Cherry on Top: Greek Ampitheater!

This is the town of Segesta. And actually, its no longer a town really, its a ruin - this is the ruin of the Segesta - just an hour's drive west of Palermo. Gratzi!

Landing in Sicily : Where's Godzilla?

I kept expecting a huge lizard to rise out of the sea and grab the plane

Where The Mafia Goes To "Talk"

Taormina

Taormina is a small town perched regally upon a cliff in Mt. Etna's shadow. This is no off-the-beaten-path, newly discovered Shangri La. It is in fact, just the opposite: a bonafide, postcard-peddaling tourist ghetto. However, among many of its charming attributes are a Roman ampitheater, vistas of Mt. Etna and Italy (on a clear day) and millions of menus listing sicilian specialties such as pulpo salad. I immediately fell right into the swing of things developing a highly suspect, blotchy sun burn and toting my camera in the most convenient possible way: around my neck. If I had to rate myself on the tourist scale however; I would have only earned a five as my zinc-nosed attempts at sight-seeing were completely overshadowed by those of the tour buses pouring daily into town, like fat catepillars dropping their eager passengers at Taormina's gates. Like locusts, the international rainbow of picturing-taking, gelato-eating, visor-buying visitors swarmed the town's ancient labyrinth of streets, leaving it barren and gray each evening. That being said, this town truly has some of the most old-world charm I have ever encountered. Anyone who likes fresh italian food, sun and beauty as far as the eye can see and has a tolerance for hords of Lonely Planet devotees, must add Taormina to their 'must see' list.