I'd been to the Valley of the Temples twice before -- once on my own in 1984 and again with my friend Nick in 1988. But this time, a guided tour was offered gratis as part of our Sicily-Malta cruise on Windstar. It was a hot day. And our guide was a non-stop chatterbox. (Chiachiarone is one of the first words I learned in Italian, and it applied here. Or, as my friend Diane's late and beloved mother would say, "His mouth did not shut up.") It turned out to be a long day. Still, we did find the occasional bit of shade and the time to take a photo.