Since this is my last week in Ortigia, Luisa and no longer have formal lessons in my apartment.Â We meet at a cafe for coffee and conversation. This morning we discussed books, politics, history and etymology of some Italian phrases and we understood each other!Â If the talking gets tough, â¦ Continue reading →
Luisa Derick, and Iand went to the Archeological Park which is on the mainland not far from Ortigia.Â There is a cave called Orecchio di Dioniso (ear of Dioniso).Â There is a great echo inside and if you whisper you can be heard outside.Â One legend says that the Caesar enjoyed hearing the screams of prisoners
Then we went to the Greek Theater.Â The stage is being renovated because there will be a revival of the great Greek plays.Â It will be filmed so you might be able to see it later on RAI (Italian Television Station which can be seen in USA with subscription on Verizon or online.)
The bones of Saint Lucia are contained in this church and silver statue of her is located in the Duomo in Ortigia.Â Unfortunately, the statue is in storage, so these pictures are courtesy of italiannotebook.com
In December, about many people carry the very heavy statue in a procession from the Dumo in Ortigia to the Church of Santa Lucia.Â The statue stays there four eight days about a week and there is another procession returning it to the Duomo.
Paintings of Santa Lucia usually show her with a plate containing here eyes.Â One story is that the eyes were gouged when she refused to give up her faith.
There is a bookstore/cafe called Biblios.Â It has a lot of places to sit and read while you drink tea or espresso.Â The proprietor, also named Luisa, teaches Italian.Â She invited me to try a conversation lesson that she has twice a week with Peter, the Brit who introduced me to Lucia.Â I went twice and found it very helpful, but when I dropped by for the next session, Luisa said Peter is an advanced student and did notÂ appreciate having a beginner dilute the program.Â I understand his point, especially since there is a fee for the lesson.
Luisa despairs that I will never become fluent in Italian. I can come up with the words but not quickly enough.Â For most words, there is still a translation process from my brain to my mouth or from the ear to the brain.Â There are some phrases that continue to elude me no matter how much I practice.Â Â Luisa probably thinks that I am not the brightest bulb in the pack.Â Hey, I try!
But,Â I think I am getting better.Â I can understand small parts of overheard conversations.Â I noticed that Italians donât talk as fast as I thought they did, which I suppose is a tribute to understanding more.
I don’t always understand.Â Yesterday Luisa and I were in the bar across the street.Â My tote bag was on the floor. The barista moved a footrest over to me and said something to me in Italian and I thanked her and put my feet up.Â Later, Luisa saidÂ she was offering the stool for my tote bag.Â Oh well.
Later in the afternoon, I sat at a restaurant in Piazza Duomo (a plaza with a large church) and had a beer while just looking at people.Â The Piazza is the center of the action in Ortigia.Â Everyone was out with their families and smiling and laughing.
There are various styles of restaurants.Â Il restaurant is for formal dining, una trattoria is casual and il osteria is very casual. The typical Italian menu has LâantipastoÂ Â Â Â appetizers Il primoÂ Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â first course — pasta, minestrone, risotto, or zuppa (soup). Il secondoÂ Â Â Â Â Â second course â carne (meat), pollo (chicken), game â¦ 2043343025