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VALENCIA | DAY 1

Posted on 15 October 2017

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The first real day in Valencia (here the day before between Barcelona and our arrival) started from Starbucks: pumpkin spice milk with soy milk and cinnamon. One of the things I prefer.
The day was hot, and we spent it at Bioparc, which hosts all the animals of South Africa and Madagascar in completely natural settings, free to live together even among different species, just like in nature.We ate the Paella Valenciana: rice, saffron, jackdaws, chicken and white beans.
In the afternoon we walked through almostall the park that surround Valencia, immense and rich in different vegetation. People run, go biking, skating, doing yoga, sleeping, playing. It’s a place full of positive energies. In a kiosk we have tasted the horcata de chufa: a drink prepared with water, sugar and milk of the roots of a typical Valencian plant. It’s offered always with fartons, sweet bread. The horchata has a floury tasty and not like our almond barley water. To try.
In the evening we tasted different tacos very particular for the flavors matched at “La Llorona Taquerìa”. And then we went looking for a bar that made churros but since they are offered with hot chocolate, in summer it’s harder to find them. So we opted for a puffle, a kind of waffle rolled up with ice cream or cream. So good and light, not at all fried. Continue Reading

Barcellona

SAGRADA FAMILIA

Posted on 8 October 2017

I have been to Barcelona often but always for a short time. The first time years ago with mom and sister at Christmas. A couple of days, just us, I remember a lot of that experience. I’ve been back on a couple of occasions with the cruise ships.
This time we had to fly to Barcelona with our flight to Valencia, the stop was only a couple of hours.
And it was just a week before the events for the independence of Catalonia.
From the airport in half an hour we arrived at the Sagrada Familia (always in renovation every time I saw it, seems it will be over in 2026, after almost a century and a half). From the metro you exit just below the basilica. And almost in front there’s a Starbucks.
We just had the time to order a frappuccino and a cappuccino that Apple started to feel worse. She hadn’t even eaten all day. She needed a tachypirine. I went to look for a pharmacy at a kilometer and two, I tried to explain what could be the cause of the Apple’s headache and nausea, and I came back with medicine.
Fortunately, the tremors had passed fast, she rested a bit and also wanted to take some photos.

The entrance to the Sagrada Familia was sold out all day long. I have always appreciated its unique architecture, the exterior neo-gothic and the characteristic facade of the nativity by Gaudí. But astonishment enchants when you enter it, and if I had to describe it with one word for me it would be: visceral. I have visited it years ago and still looking at it now send me the same feeling. Visceral. As if it came out of the bowels of the earth, as if they were the meanders of a primordial forest that precedes the world –or underlie it. Or as if they were the neurons of the creative divine brain. Something ancestral –and visceral. In which harbor the principle of everything, ours and of our lifes. It’s a crazy construction. If you want to look for some images on Google of the Sagrada Familia inside, you will understand what I mean. With Mom we went up to the tall tower to see all of Barcelona. Continue Reading

Naples

FLAMINGO

Posted on 24 September 2017

Flamingos dance. And it’s one of the most harmonious shows in nature.
Every spring blows into them this talent that enchants nature. Hundreds of pink birds starting to sing and dance (from here flamingo dance is born).
When a flamingo recognizes itself in another’s movements, a bond is born that will last all life.
Can there be a more romantic encounter? Rediscover yourself in a dance is like talking from soul to soul, because when dancing there are no words or constructions or inventions. There are you and your eyes.
This means that each of them moves differently from the others. And that love means recognizing ourselves, only this: recognize ourselves.
Existence, though difficult, preserve infinite poetry.

The flamingos are born white – purity – and they become pink or red over time. The degree of rositude indicates their well-being. Actually, the flamingo body can’t assimilate the carotenoids (which determine this color) of the pink shrimp they eat and so place them on the ends of its feathers. What we see as an enchantment is actually a rejected of the digestive system.
Here is another thing we should learn from them: what we can’t digest about life -that hurts- we should be able to turn it into beauty, to the point of strength. Transform the negative into positive. Continue Reading

Fashion News

JEAN-PAUL GOUDE X DESIGUAL

Posted on 21 September 2017

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On 7 September 2017 Desigual’s New York Fashion Week decreed collaboration between the brand and Jean-Paul Goude, the French image maker artist who has been able to influence fashion since the 1960s.
Goude has become famous for its high fashion vignettes, able to attract even an audience outside of the fashion world.
Desigual’s new artistic director will be the main supporter of the restyling of its own image, will curate the creation and design of the collection, coordinate marketing activities, and establish events in the industry.
A challenge to which Goude claims to be enthusiastic, and for this reason he will remain faithful to the unmistakable DNA that has always characterized Desigual clothes. Continue Reading

Atrani

TRAVELLING

Posted on 8 September 2017

I always thought of how much travelling has shaped me. It was part of my education. It made me realize how much the lives change just crossing the borders.
Travelling has allowed me to interpret the world in a different way, it taught me not to judge, not to be satisfied, it especially showed me how much life there is out, how much diversity coexists, how much I need to invest more and more in travel and less in the materiality. It taught me to give due weight to things, situations, to the convictions, to the time.
The travelling explained to me that I can be as I want, I can take any traditions, facets of character, anything I like from the world, I can take it and make it my own. It pushed me to constantly improve, to dream big. It brought me up to think before speak, it has led me to be more empathetic because knowing the man from many different corners of the world will learn to understand him better.
The travelling showed me what I like and what not, how much ignorance is cancerous, and not to take anything for granted. Above all it taught me to observe and reflect. Continue Reading

Naples

HAPPINESS

Posted on 30 August 2017

Happiness is a word that defines an infinite set of sensations. As flock, as team, as fleet. You studied them in elementary schools and learned that with one word you meant so many units in unison. But the units are just this: unique and different.
A flock is full of different birds, a team is composed of so many souls totally incomparable, and so the emotions we put together in happiness.
I divide my mind in two contemporary thoughts, now, as I write:
-happiness is a set of so many separate feelings that lead to it;
-happiness indicates a set of different feelings that all indicate a specific state of mood but of intensity, completeness, and duration different per person and situation.
So not only happiness is a collective name of the many unique feelings that make up it, but at the same time a common name that defines an emotion different and individual connected every time and for every person to causes and with different empathic consequences. Continue Reading

Naples

BLOG DIARY

Posted on 24 August 2017

The blog has always been a diary for me. I opened it for that reason a year ago.
I needed a continuous stimulus to write.
Writing for me is paramount, my greatest aspiration, the only quality I recognize.
And the poetry of writing is directly proportional to the complexity of thoughts.
I had come to a period of my life where I did not write anymore – I did not think anymore. I mean thoughts that are questioned, that they have a weight and a depth.
Four years ago. I’m subscribed to Instagram just to spur me from publishing a photo a day and a related or inspired text.
It helped me a lot and made me think a lot. About everything, and that’s how I appreciated my time: from the quality of thoughts. They can be inspired by people around me, dialogues, a city, a museum, a book, a photo…
The blog is an extension of Instagram. It allows me to write more and know that only those really interested will stop reading.
Writing is a primary necessity, an outpouring that releases my mind and soul, which allows me to take note of what I am -and to keep it during the time.
Of course, I don’t write everything. I can’t confide openly on the web. But it’s a writing spur in which I inevitably let my current state of mind flow, I let speak the emotions. Continue Reading

Santorini

SANTORINI | AKROTIRI & RED BEACH

Posted on 8 August 2017

Finally I have time to resume the narration of the trip to Santorini (here the first day).
At the dawn of the second day on the white island, we decided to have breakfast on the terrace next to the pool overlooking Caldera. Despite the cold wind, sip tea while looking at that infinite blue -and imagining the rest of the volcanic island sunk beneath, of which remains the debris’ island in the center- was a privilege of deep emotion.
After we changed, we took the bus to Akrotiri. I had read there a great archeological site (the bus stops right in front) with remains in good condition… We arrived, we paid our € 12 and we were stunned. In the negative sense. The site is made up of only one not too large villa, some of which there are part of the walls, some vases.
I have roots in Pompeii and am accustomed to the immensity of this cultural heritage, having to pay 12 € to see nothing compared to me it seemed absurd. Yet I think we aren’t not being able to value the wonders we have in Italy. Pompeii, like so many other things, is falling in ruins. People get paid very little and walk through the remains without even knowing what they see. Here, however, as little as that is left, there was a guide that every 5 meters stopped and had something to tell about history, those remains, anecdotes, curiosity. So who should change?
Fortunately, our disappointment dissolved away quickly: excavations are located near the Red Beach, 5 minutes walk. The rocks are of lava origin and therefore red: the difference between the red rock in contact with the lava and the black one can be noticed. The erosion of the sea has created a beach of red pebbles, accessible through a path on the rocks. Continue Reading

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