For Memorial Day weekend us, the Monahans and the Woods loaded up our cars and headed to Trapani on the far side of the island, about 3 hours away. After a brief ticketing ordeal we were able to load our cars up onto this ferry boat and head off to Favignana the largest of the Egadi islands.
We found this great little campsite with these perfect little camp huts for peanuts a night. They had just enough room for a shower, a couple of beds and a kitchenette surrounded by gardens and within walking distance to the beach.
We spent most of the days playing in the sand.
Because we realized that it was jellyfish spawning season and the water was full of them! "Look out Logan!"
There was a little cove that the locals swam in, but we had to stand on Jelly patrol with shovels and fling them out of the cove whenever they were washed in. It was enough for the kids to have fun, then it was back to burying people in sand.
And beating them with sticks!!!!
At night we put the boys in their beds, and they were so exhausted that they would fall right asleep. We would then move Logan's bed next to Bruin's, because Bruin moves all over the bed, but Logan is a rock.
In the middle of the we heard Logan say "Ma-ma" in his sleep. We snuck out there and found the two little monkeys curled up with each other. Logan must have mistaken his cuddle partner for Mommy.
After all the fun in the sun we were headed back, when a combination of exhaustion, carelessness, speeding Sicilians, and a moment of relaxation caught up to us. We had probably used up all of our luck driving into the ferry and then through the tiny streets of Favignana unscathed. When turning across traffic up onto this on ramp, a car hit our right rear tire. A truck had pulled out pretty far, and when I swung around them and scooted up the ramp we got tagged. We were very surprised that no other accidents were caused by the traffic congestion ours caused.
No one was hurt, thank God. Our car barely even looked damaged, a chunk was missing from the rim, so we drove it slowly to a Goodrich tire shop. They told us not to drive it because the A-arms were bent and the wheel could snap right off. So 4 hours and a traffic citation later we were finally back on our way home in a rental car. It was a good thing the Woods were right behind us so that Greg could help translate.
We still don't have our car back. Would you believe that it was $10k in damage? That's what happens when you have to have parts shipped from the States. $9k parts and shipping, $1k actual repair work.
In other news, Bruin built our very own Eiffel Tower.
And Logan fell right onto a Duplo and got the four little dots imprinted into his forehead.
Hopefully we'll get the car back from the Chrysler dealership at the end of the week. It's too stinkin' hot to be without it.
Dylan Howard Allen was born at 1044 on Sunday 16 December weighing 8 lbs. 8 ozs, and 19.5 inches long. He's doing great (sitting on my lap trying to poop as I type this).
We've been super busy. I'll try to post our saga soon... before I head out to Africa in two weeks.
We found this great little campsite with these perfect little camp huts for peanuts a night. They had just enough room for a shower, a couple of beds and a kitchenette surrounded by gardens and within walking distance to the beach.
We spent most of the days playing in the sand.
Because we realized that it was jellyfish spawning season and the water was full of them! "Look out Logan!"
There was a little cove that the locals swam in, but we had to stand on Jelly patrol with shovels and fling them out of the cove whenever they were washed in. It was enough for the kids to have fun, then it was back to burying people in sand.
And beating them with sticks!!!!
At night we put the boys in their beds, and they were so exhausted that they would fall right asleep. We would then move Logan's bed next to Bruin's, because Bruin moves all over the bed, but Logan is a rock.
In the middle of the we heard Logan say "Ma-ma" in his sleep. We snuck out there and found the two little monkeys curled up with each other. Logan must have mistaken his cuddle partner for Mommy. 
After all the fun in the sun we were headed back, when a combination of exhaustion, carelessness, speeding Sicilians, and a moment of relaxation caught up to us. We had probably used up all of our luck driving into the ferry and then through the tiny streets of Favignana unscathed. When turning across traffic up onto this on ramp, a car hit our right rear tire. A truck had pulled out pretty far, and when I swung around them and scooted up the ramp we got tagged. We were very surprised that no other accidents were caused by the traffic congestion ours caused.
No one was hurt, thank God. Our car barely even looked damaged, a chunk was missing from the rim, so we drove it slowly to a Goodrich tire shop. They told us not to drive it because the A-arms were bent and the wheel could snap right off. So 4 hours and a traffic citation later we were finally back on our way home in a rental car. It was a good thing the Woods were right behind us so that Greg could help translate.
We still don't have our car back. Would you believe that it was $10k in damage? That's what happens when you have to have parts shipped from the States. $9k parts and shipping, $1k actual repair work.
In other news, Bruin built our very own Eiffel Tower.
And Logan fell right onto a Duplo and got the four little dots imprinted into his forehead.
The dark water around it is all underwater reefs. Our use of it as a target range helped set up the area to become an underwater reservation.
Sicily is pretty right now, green and flowery. I
t's too bad that it doesn't rain all summer and this all dies off. So if you want to see Sicily at its' best, come in May.
