I had nothing to do with public toilets (and even less with money, too bad), but it was what I was thinking during this walk. I went again to Noto Antica and this time I descended into the gorge on the southwest side. What about the smell? Well, I was happy that there was no smell since I visited the ancient tanneries of the city. After 400 years there really was no smell and I wasn't curious at all how it smelled when the tanneries were active. There's another history that came to mind, that of William the Bastard. Easy to check on the web, but I'm writing this offline and when I'm online I'm very limited so I won't check and if I'm wrong, I'm wrong. If I'm right my memory still works. William's mother was supposedly the daughter of a tanner and during the siege of don't-know-which-city the brave (and foolish) citizens hung raw skins on the city walls and started making fun of William, shouting Work for the tanner! When they were defeated William ordered every man to be dismembered (literally: chopped legs and arms) and thrown from the same walls where the skins were hanging.Moral: never mock a Bastard.
The gorge with the tanneries.
Most of the path was carved in bedrock.
And the tanneries are in man made caves.
Even without the interesting tanneries the walk was worth a bit of sweat as you can see from this pictures.
And it's another festivity for a cannibalistic religion which, most of all, loves sacrifices. Well, instead of some agnus dei I opted for some corn and greens - polenta and wild herbs. No, I'm not saying this as some go-vegan commercial, I actually wanted to offer a bloody sacrifice myself after seeing that crap Berlusconi making a big fuss about his "adoption" of 5 lambs to save them from slaughter. Hell, fuck I know the lambs have nothing to do with it, it was just an instinctive reaction to anything politicians do or say.
You still believe in democracy, religious freedom and all the other crap that comes with it? I pity you, but at the same time I honestly envy you.