Cefalu, Sicily - An underrated place I plan to visit again - Part I: Where to stay

Back to the travel thing, because I want to generate some good vibes for myself and for you. One place I wanted to visit but had only a 24 hour window to do so was Cefalu, Sicily. I was not disappointed. On the contrary, I was despondent that I didn't have more time to spend there. This is one place I very much want to visit again (on par with Nice, France, which may occupy some space on the blog at a later point). My wife and I arrived here by car after exiting Palermo (if you want to have a true Fast and Furious experience with rental cars, try Palermo, if you dare!), with the expressed intention of seeing to discover if we liked it.

Yes. We liked it.

We stayed at the lovely Bouganville Bed & Breakfast which is situated a bit on the outskirts, yet still a manageable 20 minute walk to the center of town. There we were greeted by the especially energetic Fabio, who, with his cousin Alberto, a proprietors of the B&B. The grounds are charming, the building lovely and simply but exquisitely set out. Bouganville is set atop a hill just outside of the city center and may be a little difficult to find if you're driving there (and be aware that the lane is narrow, so yield to vehicles coming downhill toward you). Parking is in the back--just buzz the gate to be allowed entrance. I heartily and enthusiastically endorse this locale--just enough quiet to make it relaxing, just close enough to make for an exciting stay in Cefalu.

Now, I'll get talking about Cefalu proper, in the next post (I want to keep you coming back!). Suffice it to say, the town, anchored by a 12th century Norman cathedral is the epitome of the romantic, narrow-alleyed Mediterranean town that everyone wants to experience. But with its charm comes the fact that people DO live in the city center (along with creatively parked vehicles, and even more creative driving habits), so some annoyances may take away from an idealized expectation (diesel fumes from many scooters weaving in and out of pedestrian traffic; main "drags" being thick with tourist tchatchkies and the like; laundry hanging out two stories overhead), so come with open minds, and let yourself get a bit lost in the maze of alleys and streets. AND never forget the delightful beach just on the edge of town (most people don't, which explains why there were wall to wall locals the day we arrived).

So, for now, fill your head with visions of Cefalu, and I'll scrounge up some photos and memories to share from 24 hours there.

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