Man, what a day! I swear, Racalmuto really knows how to throw a curveball. I woke up this mornin’ thinkin’ it’d be just another chill day on the river. You know, just me and my trusty raft, floatin’ down the Fiume Salso, takin’ in the sights. But nah, life had other plans.
First off, I hit up Via Roma for some breakfast. Grabbed a cornetto and a cappuccino at that little café, Bar Centrale. Best coffee in town, no cap! But then, I spill half of it on my shirt. Great start, right? I’m lookin’ like a mess already. But whatever, I’m a raftsman, not a fashion model.
So, I head down to the riverbank, ready to launch my raft. The sun’s shinin’, birds are chirpin’, and I’m feelin’ good. But then, outta nowhere, this group of tourists shows up. They’re loud, takin’ selfies, and blockin’ my way. Like, c’mon, people! I’m tryin’ to work here! I mean, I get it, Racalmuto’s beautiful, but can’t a guy catch a break?
Finally, I push past them and get on the water. Ahh, sweet freedom! The Fiume Salso is flowin’ nice today. I’m cruisin’, just me and the sound of the water. But then, I see somethin’ floatin’ by. A freakin’ tire! Like, who throws a tire in the river? I’m tryin’ to enjoy nature, not clean up a junkyard!
I paddle over to it, and as I’m pullin’ it out, I hear this loud shout. It’s some old dude from the shore, probably from Via Garibaldi. He’s yellin’ about how I’m pollutin’ the river. I’m like, “Dude, I’m tryin’ to save it!” But he just keeps goin’. I’m gettin’ mad, but I just wave him off. Can’t let some cranky old man ruin my vibe.
After that, I decide to head to the old castle, Castello di Racalmuto. It’s a bit of a hike, but I need a break from the water. Plus, the view from up there is sick! I’m climbin’ those steep steps, and I’m thinkin’ about how this place has seen so much history. Like, the stories these walls could tell! But then, I trip on a loose stone. Classic me, right? I almost faceplant, but I catch myself. Phew!
When I finally reach the top, I’m breathless. The view is insane! You can see all of Racalmuto spread out below. The rooftops, the narrow streets, the whole vibe. I feel like a king up there. But then, I notice a couple of kids down below throwin’ rocks into the river. Seriously? I’m about to yell at them, but then I remember I was a kid once too. So, I just shake my head and laugh. Kids will be kids, I guess.
After chillin’ at the castle for a bit, I head back down. I’m feelin’ good, but then I realize I left my phone up there. Ugh! So, I trek back up those steps again. By the time I get my phone, I’m sweatin’ like crazy. But hey, at least I got my tunes back!
I finally get back to the river, and it’s gettin’ late. The sun’s settin’, and the sky is all orange and pink. It’s beautiful, man. I’m just floatin’ along, thinkin’ about how crazy today was. From spillin’ coffee to trippin’ at the castle, it’s been a wild ride.
As I’m headin’ back, I see the same tourists again. They’re still takin’ pics, but now they’re tryin’ to get a shot of me on my raft. I can’t help but laugh. I’m like, “Sure, take a pic of the raftsman! Just don’t ask me to pose!”
Finally, I dock my raft and call it a day. I’m exhausted but happy. Racalmuto, you’ve done it again. You’ve made me laugh, you’ve made me mad, and you’ve given me a story to tell. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!