First, the logistics: Tender ashore, 15 minutes from ship to pier; shuttle bus to town, 25 minutes up a windy road; 5 minutes to go seven levels on an elevator — and our time in Taormina begins.
The beautiful city is perched on the side of a mountain, looking like the lip of a terra cotta vase. In the distance, Mount Etna is smoldering. A gorgeous day in an unforgettable place.
To absorb and appreciate Taormina, my son Alex and I strolled the streets for about two hours. We window-shopped only a little, stopped for gelato (who can resist?), and paid 8 euros (kids enter free) to wander about the ruins of the old Greco Roman Theatre.
The views were spectacular as were the contrasts of flowers against the backdrop of the sea, ancient buildings and the volcano. After exploring for two hours, we thought we would leave as you should always leave, wanting more.