Catania – Maybe this is it

The evening before departure. On a terrace we savored a simple but delicious dish. In the distance at sea the lights of fishermen. Out of sight but palpably present, Mount Etna, towering over the city, dominating the city’s skyline, determining its fate and that of its inhabitants as it has for centuries…

Slowly the warm night was born around us. Knowing we would return home in a few hours, a sense of eternal repetition crept over us… The sky above filled up ever fuller with stars.

Maybe this is it. Classic panorama in moonlight. Bound to life by a temperament forged and molded in a long history of conquest and assimilation, and lifted by resilience and kindness. Catania, Sicily, where the sea and the mountains meet. A torrid place with no specific gender, brimming with stories, scents and guises. A place of exceptional flavors and distinctive allure with a raw touch.

Maybe this is it. Carefree elegance. Vibrant, effortless, magnetic: each gesture, each look, each way of walking and talking is infused with humor and finesse. Not a rugged, blaring quadruple beat, but an irresistible rhythm. An incessant, unyielding polyphony.

Everything has yet to happen.