Written by Jake Cappuccino, Student, CET Intensive Language and Culture Studies in Catania
Sicily moves slowly. Contrary to the
frenetic, hectic, go-go-go American way, Sicilians take life in stride, one
easy step at a time. Consequently, I find that I walk faster than almost
everyone in Sicily. Yet, as of the five days that I have been in Sicily, my
pace has slowed considerably as I subconsciously ingest the Sicilian way. The “pausa” or the mid-day break, exemplifies
the sometimes vast differences between our cultures. In the afternoon, the city
all but shuts down for a few hours; the Sicilians close up shop, return home,
and do as they please for a few hours. Some nap, some eat, and some work, but
many do not. Then, as if on command, the pause ends and the city restarts with
the sounds of vrooming mopeds, honking cars, and Italians shouting.
Sicily
is, however, similar to America in some ways. No words can quite capture the
hustle and bustle of la fiera, an
outdoor market in which vendors sell goods of all kinds, the goods ranging from
souvenirs, clothing, and trinkets, to fresh produce, fish, and meat.
Some of
the market items operate on a bargaining system where one can in fact haggle
over the price. Sometimes, if you purchase a lot from a single vendor and are
lucky, the vendor just might throw you an extra item. America does not have
many outdoor markets quite like this, but the loud noises, funky smells, and
fast pace certainly remind me of home.
Catania
is different, but I find that I am falling in love with Sicily. From the night
life, to the days on the beach, from the food, to the weather, it seems to this
American that the Sicilian way never forgets life and its pleasures. After
Catania, I know I’ll be more aware.
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