5 pm. Here I am in Citara, house of Poseidon, one of the favourite foreigners’ destination.
The breeze spreading over the souls affected by the summer heat is forcing me to direct my attention to the horizon where the massive rock, the famous Pietra Bianca, is taking me. The water is sparkling and so is the island embracing the waves. The panorama on my left is impetuous : the magnificence of Punta Imperatore with the lighthouse takes me back to a primitive and rural time, of stone and salt, wine and bread. I swim in the watery vegetation and impetuous.
