New Crew and New Adventures

My good friend Kip joined me for a couple more days in Tropea. I ended up staying the better part of a week there. We relaxed, ate at the local trattorias enjoying fresh caught fish of all strange shapes and sizes. My favorite place to eat was a little restaurant right off the main plaza that was carved out by placing chairs onto the stone blocked plaza until they had enough seating to open up a modest place to eat. Dressed in traditional black the matriarch of the family takes your order and pretty much tells you what she wants you to eat. I feel very taken care of and it is nice to just let the meal unfold. Of course what they serve is delicious and we always seem to finish everything that is placed in front of us. We went back to the gay beach just south of the main town, relaxing, reading, and rinsing off in the crystal clear water at the foot of the cliffs. The shore is rocky with travertine rock yielding the story of their volcanic past. Small sandbars are tucked between the rocks making for private protected beaches. The German and the Italian guy was there again but the German would still not take off his speedo. They came over and sat down next to me. A couple of other guys came over to join in. I talked to the German a bit while the others were all talking amongst themselves in Italian. Everyone seemed to had a fun time.