One guy actually spoke great english and was a Juventus fan. We spoke for probably half an hour about his graphic design job and how most people had left Sicily due to the failing economy. There was also a very handsome man with a man bun, who was accompanied by the best looking girl at the party, and he mustered enough to talk a little soccer. I also learned they had a friend in Philly who was a truck driver and seemed to be doing pretty well there.

Basically, everyone was home for Easter holiday and having absolutely the best time ever. Sicilians know how to live. They played some foot volleyball, but I was too nervous to join in. However, during the team siesta, I kicked and juggled the ball enough to muster the confidence to join. We then played some 3v3 and I believe I represented the stars and stripes rather well. They were certainly surprised I could play.