You can “hear the silence” in these cloisters. We”ve had a lovely sunny day in Taormina. I talked my way into the very private San Domenico Palace Hotel, an old Convent that is closed to all but guests. How wonderful it would be to sit in the cloisters – it gives new meaning to ‘peace and quiet’ – the only sound was the rustle of the vines in a cooling breeze, and twittering (not Edmundo) of the birds. Orange cumquats and red hibiscus vied for supremacy of colour with the trailing purple bougainvillea.
Oh, to take tea there.