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“I do not expect anything. I fear nothing. I am free.” If you want to know where to find this phrase engraved, you have to go in the island of Crete. If you are also curious about the author, you can read me here, where I will talk you about two books – from which two film are born – …

“Sir, please do not tell me that, when you go away, love denied me crying because seeing me already extinguished the fire, the water had no place to temper it somewhat; indeed say that was pretty much at that point the ardor that made dry mood; and I could not show my worth with the bitter tears, so that my …

Athens and the Peloponnese, central Greece and the northern islands. They have the same flag, emblem, and you will hear an identical language, that Greek, but the Middle Eastern cuisine culinary he spread out small differences over a nation that believes it is important the “food miles to zero.” As you know, today we are in the island of Crete …

He is called Finisterre 48, and accompanied me in all my travels. He is an indispensable friend, ready to offer to me clothes, food and first aid kit, but also something useful to orient myself. It has back and shoulder straps just to suit me, some outside pocket and also the hooks, and he guarantee to me a range of …

Welcome. Today we leave for the island of Thera, because that was the name the ancient Greeks gave to Santorini, the largest of the Cyclades archipelago. Even from a distance, when our ferry will approach to the volcanic island painted in gray, you will spot well  the upstream Prophitis Illas, but you must not forget that this is a volcano, …

À MADAME X:  EN LUI ENVOYANT UNE PENSÉE Au temps où vous m’aimiez (bien sûr ?), Vous m’envoyâtes, fraîche éclose, Une chère petite rose, Frais emblème, message pur.   Elle disait en son langage Les « serments du premier amour » : Votre cœur à moi pour toujours Et toutes les choses d’usage.   Trois ans sont passés. Nous voilà …

I BELIEVE, THROUGH A WHISPERING This is languorous ecstasy, This is the love fatigue, This is all the thrills of wood Among the embrace breezes, This is, to the gray branches, The chorus of little voices. O frail and fresh murmur! This twitters and whispers, It looks like the soft cry The rough grass expires … You say under water …

Among olive groves and cypress trees, a small archipelago in the Mediterranean has collected over the centuries – as well as in a mosaic – the memory of ancient Greece, Rome and Venice, but it also keeps fingerprints discussing France and England. Paxos and Ithaca, Kefalonia, Lefkada and Corfu, these are the names of its most precious gems. Inside the …

Surely you’re not interested to visit an industrial city of Slovakia, but Nové Mesto nad Vahom is special for one thing, when you get off the train. Two castles are waiting for you just a few miles from this city, but what I suggest you to visit – just 8 miles – is the castle of Cachtice where you expect …

Rungsted, Denmark, 1885, is the place where he was born a girl named Karen Christentze. A family wealthy and happy, a beautiful country house a few miles from Copenhagen. This is the scenario where a ten year old girl loses a slice of his serenity, after the suicide of his father. The dual wealth – talking about a human being …

TRIUMPH OF BACCHUS AND ARIADNE   How beautiful is youth, who flees though! Who wants to be happy, either : tomorrow there is no certainty . This is Bacchus and Ariadne is this , beautiful , and the other is one of the burning : because time is running out and deceives , together they are always happy. These nymphs …

I am happy to meet you again in Central Italy. For this meeting, but I’ll have to ask you a favor. As you know, we will move its two wheels, on my Vespa, but since ours is the “Chianti Tour” will require that the two of us we alternate driving the scooter, when we start from Siena. I will confess …

Thank you for having accepted my invitation to travel. This weekend, I return with great joy – with you – in places particularly dear to me, on a route that winds through the rolling hills of Central Italy, the birthplace of the Italian language and where it was created its flag flag. We will move at a speed of only …

LOVE   What I have in my heart, burning like our age, I dare you speak, how to define it? Is it a burning mirror hit your picture? A thrilling portrait born of your memory?   See! I think it’s you, even in your absence, In sleep; eh what! can you still watch? This overwhelming happiness that gives your presence, …