A photo of Mt. Etna erupting on the front page of the paper was the cue for this trip. I saw the photo in the morning, and by the afternoon I’d booked my flight to Catania, at the foot of the mountain and persuaded two friends to come with me. We were young and naive and it’s amazing we even got to the airport given our extreme lack of planning. We didn't even have a guidebook, but somehow this didn't deter us at all. We started the trip with a flight to Catania via Milan which took us over the Alps.
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