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    The winner on the Onda (Wave) horse rounds the bend, bareback and hanging on tight. A scary sight when you are viewing from the stands and showered in dust and dirt from the track as they pass.: by jcaptured, Views[386]
         		 Each contrada holds its own dinner to firstly celebrate being selected (ten contradas compete and names are drawn like a lottery from a hat) and secondly for the hope of being the winning contrada, a great honour. There are seventeen contradas and only ten compete. The official table seats the jockey (far right), the contrada president (middle), the trainer and some town officlals as well as the local residents from their contrada donning their blue contrada flags and tourists, who pay a pretty penny for the privillege to attend.: by jcaptured, Views[576]
         		 The days before the Il Palio horserace are filled with continuous drumming and flag-waving parades in colourful and ornate costumes. There are also horse blessings where the horses are physically blessed inside a church with a crowd from the contrada. These are events taken very seriously by the locals and the traditions are passed on to each generation.: by jcaptured, Views[722]
         		 Palio di Siena, Italy. The locals call it
         		 A rough business negotiation on an Ape car.: by emotions_from_the_world, Views[276]
     
    Mr. Ranieri, as every morning, wear his best suit to work in a casino.: by emotions_from_the_world, Views[280]
         		 A balcony in the old town becomes the perfect point of view for the theatre of everyday life.: by emotions_from_the_world, Views[213]
         		 San Pasquale old market as the beating heart of the whole city.: by emotions_from_the_world, Views[240]
         		 Organised crime: Disclaimer - I'm not in any way, implying that this man in the photo is involved in organised crime of any sort. However, what I am trying to portray is that there is a seedier, shady side to Sicily, that many people don't like to acknowledge or discuss. To me (and my sometimes over active imagination), the colour of the suit, the cigarette in the mouth and the comb over of the hair, remind of something akin to a pimp. Meanwhile, this guy is walking past a building that has several signs for 'affitasi', 'avvocato' and 'studio legale' which translate to 'for rent', 'lawyer' and 'legal studio'. I couldn't help but take a photo - it makes for an interesting story whatever way you (and your overactive imagination) look at it. : by lisag_13, Views[431]
         		 Scootering about: Scooters, scooters everywhere! When I think of Sicily, it evokes images of scooters. I didn't realise why scooters are so popular until I visited Italy and now I know why. The streets are often very narrow and traffic is chaotic. There are road rules in Sicily, however it is apparent that there are unspoken rules that the locals seem to follow. This photo was taken in a side street of Palermo, the capital of Sicily. I like the contrast of the shiny, new looking scooter and the darkness of alleyway down the side of the building and the grafitti on the walls. To me this is authentic Sicily. A land of many contrasts: beautifully dressed men and women in designer clothes walking through the high class shops in town, avoiding the dog faeces and rubbish on the street; magnificent tasting food, only consisting of two or three simple ingredients; desserts for breakfast, served with healthy fresh fruits. I would like to think, that this, my heritage explains so much of my contrasting habits and behaviours.: by lisag_13, Views[394]
     
    Papal Pigeons: Italians and especially Sicilians are renowned for their dedication to catholocism. This photo was taken while on a hop-on-hop-off tour bus and I nearly missed this shot while whizzing past. I'm not sure which Pope this is and I'm sure he well respected and honoured by many, but to the pigeons, he is merely another concrete statue to frolick on. : by lisag_13, Views[467]
         		 La Cucina: The second thing of I think of, when I remember Sicily. Food glorious food, wonderful food. Oh the food, so simple, yet so delicious and so fresh. This photo was taken at Mortizzi, another small village, up another extremely windy goat track, on the side of a hill. This is the village where my Dad was born and before my dad left Italy, the village consisted of two houses (a white house and a pink house). Since then, the owners of the land (still the same family that owned the land when Dad lived there) have built a restaurant (Villa Rica) and converted the pink and white houses into a Bed & Breakfast. The restaurant was closed when we visited, but the owner (the son of the original owner) invited us in for some food, and a vino and a chat. The guy was probably at least 80 years old and remembers my Nonno and Dad. He told stories of how my family used to cultivate the land for his father- oranges, olives, stone fruit, wheat - and in return my family would get to live in the white house for free and keep half of the produce to sell. Nonno used to also manually press the olives with the olive press to make oil. The press is now a feature in the restuarant. This photo is taken from inside the restaurant overlooking the fertile volcanic soil, that is used to grow most of the produce that is used in Villa Rica, and other restaurants around town. In the foreground you can see a table set, ready for evening visitors to the restaurant. I love how the window frames the 'bella vista' of the fertile land and the Aeolian Islands in the distant background. : by lisag_13, Views[331]
         		 La Famiglia: I think of five things when I think about my trip to Sicilia. The first being family. Sicily is my paternal homeland. Although, my father emigrated to Australia over 50 years ago, and has never returned - his sister (my aunt (Zia)) has lived her whole life in Sicily. This photo is of my husband and Zia on our first trip to Italy and was only the second time I had met Zia (she had visited Australia once when I was young). The photo was taken out the front of Zia's house, which is in a small village (Scarpiglia) on a hill, up an extremely windy goat track (that cars drive on - and at extremely fast speeds). Through my very limited Italian, I learnt that the village consists of family - everyone is related somehow. I met cousins, and cousins of cousins and the list goes on. Family is extremely important and they described family to me as a 'unit'. A unit that lives together, works together, stays together and plays together. Zia reminds me a lot of my Dad and my Nonna - always in the kitchen cooking, or cleaning or doing something - never an idle minute, even though she is well into her 70's. We were lucky to visit when Vendemmia (grape harvest festival) was on, and we were treated a traditional Sicilian feast with the entire village, at Zia's house. I don't think I saw Zia sit at all during the entire festival, only saw/heard her as she would swish through the beaded fly screen to deliver more food and emphatically repeat
         		 Beautiful act of nature @ the Mediterranean Sea, Rome: by xeon, Views[5720]
         		 The wrestling ring of the gladiators: by xeon, Views[866]
     
    Vista of water @ The Floating City : by xeon, Views[1810]
         		 The Alleyway @
         		 Tranquility amidst turbulence of the city: by xeon, Views[1076]
         		 Sunset on the river. Nikon D3100 VR 18/55mm 1/200sec.-f/8 ISO 100: by francesco, Views[182]
         		 Detail of a tree trunk oldest township. Nikon D3100 VR 18/55mm 1/80sec.-f/6,3 ISO 200: by francesco, Views[182]
     
    My dog ​​outside the house , standing on a mountain of earth. Nikon D3100 VR 18.55mm 1/125sec.-f/5,6 ISO 100: by francesco, Views[137]
         		 The road is my home, in a township of four farmhouses. Nikon D3100 VR 18-55mm 1/100sec.-f/11 ISO 200: by francesco, Views[178]
         		 My village at sunrise , with a veil of fog that covers all the houses. Nikon D3100-VR 18-55mm f/3,5-5,6G 1/500sec.-f/5.6-ISO 200: by francesco, Views[189]
         		 'Swan Song', shot in St Mark's Square, Venice, Italy. This, to me, is a beautiful but sad image. The ironic nature of what this shot documents prompted it's title, Swan Song. The rising tides in the Italian lagoon are seriously threatening the future of Venice. Yet it is the high tide in this scene that made this shot possible. Ironically the small orchestra on the band stand in this scene had been playing the theme song from the Titanic film but had to stop due to the rising water levels. Never before had I felt such a sense of being in the right place at the right time to adsorb and witness such a memorable scene. : by lewistolputt, Views[121]
         		 By the end of the day , i get a glimpse from the locals point of view as i see what they are left with. : by italia, Views[250]
     
    I begin to understand things from the perspectives of the locals as I see how much we take over the city. Crowds of people try squeeze them selves through the narrow streets : by italia, Views[257]
         		 The money produced from the gondolas, it's easy to see how the locals have adapted and made a living from the tourism in the area. Although my surroundings were beautiful and the atmosphere created from the visitors is amazing the energy from the locals changes the mood: by italia, Views[270]
         		 The Classic Venice Shot I can feel the buzz of the tourism here , camera shutters and foreign accents surround me: by italia, Views[256]
         		 Venice - First few steps into this beautiful city, it took my breath away. Although its early in the day, people are everywhere. the atmosphere is so alive.: by italia, Views[257]
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    Venice is home to the picture-esque canals, romantic gondolas, and colorful buildings. Here two gondoliers tie up their gondolas to take a break from the crowds and relax.: by shawn_paone, Views[849]
         		 An open-air market, Campo di Fiori, is home to many tables of Italians selling their freshest fruit and vegetables. No matter rich or poor, native or tourist, everyone comes to this market to either buy food or watch common scenes of life unfold. A woman carefully selects only the best blood oranges for herself.: by shawn_paone, Views[765]
         		 An elderly man cuts up artichokes, a popular food among Romans. I watched as he spent hours deligently, quietly perfecting their shape. I supposed he took much pride in his work, a trait we can greatly admire.: by shawn_paone, Views[253]
         		 Walking through the streets of Rome one day, I stumbled upon a march of thousands of political activists for
         		 With no job, money or certainties, starting a family gets almost impossible.: by alwaysbeenbettermoving, Views[280]
     
    Finding a new job for 50-year-old men is extremely difficult and frustrating.: by alwaysbeenbettermoving, Views[858]
         		 Spending cuts are made whenever possible: holidays, clothes, glasses bows...: by alwaysbeenbettermoving, Views[302]
         		 Unemployment and social issues are the big problems young Italian people face.: by alwaysbeenbettermoving, Views[954]
     
         		 I peeked out the window and the disaster was staring at me.: by muddy_water, Views[198]
     
    I was scared among this cemetery of useless things. Motionless ruins.: by muddy_water, Views[175]
         		 Mud and memories laying as skeletons of the present: by muddy_water, Views[202]
         		 Suddenly the Apocalypse came.She visited me.: by muddy_water, Views[227]
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         		 I tried a few times to bring some motion to Ffion which payed off in this shot, as she continued to climb about this dramatically lit stairwell. I loved everything about this train station, the lighting, the stone passages plastered with graffiti, the bold angles, and brilliant colours. Looking back, Im really glad we missed our train that evening, being left to wander freely, while keeping high in spirit. : by alfiealf, Views[276]
         		 I remember laughing a lot taking this shot. We were so determined to maintain high spirits during our three our wait. The contrast in lighting from the platform above looked great as Ffion went through great lengths to keep us both entertained. I really loved the lighting, and angles in this shot, as well as it providing a great memory. : by alfiealf, Views[265]
     
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