Today’s plan is to rest, regroup and prepare for a car safari around the island. The Alfa Romeo we drove in Puglia gave way to a blue, three pedal (manual shift), no backup camera Corsica and plug-in Tom-Tom GPS. 
That’s ok because some of the places we had to squeeze through in the historically insane traffic in Palermo were skin tight.
We took the train across town to get our Corsica and had a couple of hours to hang out before our scheduled pick up. We found ourselves in a “blue collar” housing district with lots of morning activity. Older ladies pulling carts of groceries, street fruit and vegetable wagons full of fresh smelling good stuff and just a down to earth group of folks doing their daily thing. We found an inviting little patisserie 
and had shop-made pastries, espresso and people watched away our time. The walk to the EuroCar connected us with a sidewalk fishery guy 
who took the time to describe in detail all of his fresh catch, with hand gestures and words he thought we understood. 
We smiled had nodded intelligently. Nice guy, great experience.
Stefano gave us the address of a secure pay-to-park not far from our apartment and somehow made we it through the maze of alleyways and lanes without hurting us or anyone else. I did see a few universal hand signs aimed in my direction, however, they were well deserved.
We lunched in a small recommended restaurant 
Chef at Pot Cucina
about a block from our home base and it was just as good as it’s reputation. Then a long walk to the harbor and back to help the digestive track and begin a longer than usual down time to continue our regenerative process.
Rain bouncing around the cobbles in the lane below our windows won’t hurt either. Jim
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