Sicilia you're breakin my heart.

So since my last post, which took place at 4am this morning, my crackberry which i used to write it, has been stolen. i was asleep on the over night train from palermo to rome (where i am currently). while i was sleeping a man dressed in orange was creeping around our cabin with a flashlight and must have gotten his theieving hands on my most beautiful phone.. anyway it was covered by insurance and all is ok, though i am sad to see the crack go. ANYWAY i will continue from where i left off.
From Catania we were off to Tudia, which we would soon learn that the farm WAS the town. We got on a train and were forced off a few stops before our final destination due to train trouble. we were put on a random city bus, with no other travellers and a bus driver who had never seen the route. we got lost several times and were in the middle of rolling farmland, down winding streets. Finally a miracle occured, the bus driver who had been stopping many car along the way to ask for direction, flagged down the host of the farm, Sudhir, and we were finally released and off to Tudia. Upon arrival we were amazed to see the grounds and the old buildings which once made up a feudal estate. Sudhir and Gila are the couple that we stayed with and they are new in the world of wwoof. Sudhir, who is a follower of Osho, a rando eastern religion, had come back to Tudia I'm guessing because his mother needed his help (she is getting old and the farm is not doing well financially). Sudhir we would learn is a lazy bastard who expects his wwoofers to be his slaves while he does absolutely no work. On a side note his family is part of some blue blood lineage, and his older brother held the title of prince before he died and passed it along to his son. Sudhir missed out though his sense of aristocracy continues to shine through. Despite these things, the farm was gorgeous. It was in the roling hills of sicily about 2 hours from Palermo and 40 minutes from Cefalu. The grounds were breath taking, and the wwoofers had their own house to stay in. When we arrived there was an Italian couple, an Australian couple and Cesco who was a former UVMer. We were required to stay at this farm for 2 weeks, people came and went throughout this time, though Cesco stayed until we left. 5 days before we left 2 Americans, Curt and Hal from Seatle came to join us. They were a lot of fun and we all had a really good time together. Before we left 2 other wwoofers came, one from Belgium and one from Paris. It was a melting pot of cultures so to speak. We spend our last night in Sicily in a hostel in Palermo with Curt, Hal and Cesco who took off the same did as us. So much happened at Tudia that it would be hard to recap. There was also the greatest dogs ever name Tigrotta and Houdini, who i fell in love with. The staff at Tudia Rita and Niccola were also amazing, and were the best thing going for the farm. Also, one of the best parts of the farm was unlimited wine and olive oil that were produced there!!! aka many many drunken nights :=)
This takes us to where I am now. Last night I took an overnight train from Palermo to Rome, hence where my phone/ life was stolen. Rome seems amazing so far though I have only seen the Colesseum and the Roman Forum. I think we will wait till Arielle and Julianna (friends from UVM coming to visit for spring break) to see the major sights. Tonight I would like to venture to the Jewish Ghetto for some fallafel! We will also be venturing to Venice and Florence over the next 12 days!! more fun to come