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by train: through the Sicilian landscape

To Sicilian people , train is not our  favourite mean of transportation.
What a pity ! 
it's so relaxing  more  than driving and you can enjoy the wonderful landscape far from the noisy urban centres for a while.

A couple of days ago I couldn't use my car so I took the train to move from Modica to Siracusa.

It doesn't matter if it took 1 h 50 minutes  to arrive ( by car you can cover the distance in 1 h )
I took  the positive side of the inconvenient !
How wonderful and relaxing it was admiring life outside through the window.....from the carob and olive trees around Modica to the lemon and orange ones at the doors of Siracusa.

I realized:  I had never travelled by train south from Siracusa before!


towns : Modica - Scicli - Sampieri - Ispica - Rosolini - Noto - Avola - Siracusa
















 

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In Sicilia, per ovvi motivi (vecchie linee e lentezza) il treno non è tra i nostri mezzi di trasporto preferiti, o meglio, per necessità e per motivi di tempo ci tocca spesso rinunciare.

Davvero un peccato! 
A volte può essere un modo  cosi' rilassante  di viaggiare  permettendoci  di osservare ,aldilà del finestrino, la vita che scorre nei paesaggi che si attraversano...

Qualche giorno fa, non potendo utilizzare la mia auto, ho preso il treno da Modica verso Siracusa.
Ci son volute quasi due ore, ma ho cercato di valutare il lato positivo dell'inconveniente!
Il tempo è volato via,ammirando  il paesaggio delle nostre campagne...tra carrubi, mandorli, ulivi ed agrumi.....

Poi, riflettendo ,mi sono resa conto che non avevo mai viaggiato in treno più a sud di Siracusa, della mia città!

città: Modica - Scicli - Sampieri - Ispica -Rosolini - Noto -Avola - Siracusa

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  1. Such a great idea, Lucia! But it's really hard to find the schedule for Sicilian trains--even on trenitalia.it. Grrrrr.

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  2. dear jann, yes it's true and this is also a problem......
    I can tell you that from Modica it leaves every morning at 8,20 for example or 2.30 pm ..so it leaves from Ragusa Ibla a little bit earlier
    It's the same line used at summer during the BAROQUE TRAIN TOUR every Sunday from July to September with local guides.The whole day moving from Ragusa Ibla and visiting Scicli Modica and Noto arriving to Siracusa and back home by the late afternoon. I hope it will be possible to repeat that experience. It was all sold out every Sunday last year!

    RispondiElimina
  3. Lucia--thanks so much for this information. Most helpful!!!

    RispondiElimina
  4. All trains, everywhere:

    http://www.seat61.com/

    RispondiElimina

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