You get what you pay for.
January 6th 2007 The plane touches down in Palermo on a mild, sun-spattered afternoon. As airports go, you can certainly do worse than this one. A sheer limestone cliff rears up on one side of the tarmac; on the other, the Mediterranean spreads its blue cloth out as far as we can see. Though Palermo was meant to be the briefest of stops en route to Tunisia, I’ve gotten used to the idea, in recent days, of spend
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