Everywhere you go in you see these. These are what you put your trash in for collection, supposedly every day. Why put your trash in a basket on a pole? To keep it away from marauding gangs of dogs. Though I have not seen roaming dogs in the city so much, but in the country lots.
And for those times when you have something really important in the trunk of your car.
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It was Ian's birthday, so we ate at this tapas place called A Manger in Palermo which was just wonderful. All kinds of delicious looking treats lay in bowls of oil: beef, smoked trout, anchovies, a variety of olives, sund-dried tomatoes, mushrooms, salamis, cheeses ... seemingly an endless choice. You just wander round and point at things and the waitress memorizes everything you said, then brings it all out in little wooden bowls together with bread and you dig in.
I have a few photos below that I grabbed from their FB page as what they have looks infinitely better than the grainy snaps from my old iPhone 3GS (my travelling phone that I would not be devastated if I lost.)
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