The Etihad name was painted clearly on the side of the plane and the symbol was on the wing, as was the Swiss Airlines livery. When I got on board, the flight attendants were dressed in Etihad gear. Yet, we were flying Alitalia, the troubled Italian carrier to Sicily. It was a small ATR-72, the furthest thing from an a380. Still the familiar colors reminded me of my Apartments flight from a year ago.