Communicating in Siracusa was tough, especially due to my knowing very little Italian. We had to learn how to communicate beyond words, incorporating rhetoric. For example, one day we went out for lunch to a small bakery around the corner from the hotel. As we attempted to listen to one of the employees explanations about the different types of pizza, we came across a word we didn’t understand. “Melanzana,” the man said. Our puzzled expressions must have given us away because the man help up his index finger to signal us to wait a minute. He reappeared a few seconds later with a huge eggplant the size of my head. “Eggplant!” We exclaimed. It was interesting to note how humans have so many tools at our disposal to communicate with each other, beyond languages. Objects, gestures, mad expressions seem to get the job done well enough if necessary.