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Sicily
Slow mornings, salty hair, and golden sunsets at the place I call home. Here you will find a collection of moments and memories from life in the south of Italy.


a few notes & tips from alicudi, aolian islands
Notes from Alicudi, Sicily.
A bit about a trip to the Aeolian Islands and a small travel guide with a few personal tips.
Nov 4
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lipari, isole eolie
A small travel vlog from the end of summer and dreamy days in Lipari, Sicily. T his is the second part of a trip to the Aeolian Islands, and I really hope you enjoy this video and that you can feel a bit of what these days felt like to me. It was truly the most magical end of summer. W e spent slow days by the sea, diving among sparkling curious fish, somewhere between the calm mediterranean sea and the blue cloudless sky. We listened to the wind and the sea, to the people wh
Nov 4
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alicudi, isole eolie
A travel vlog from the last days of summer, spent between clouds and the sea on the remote island of Alicudi, Aeolian Islands, Sicily. A place where days moved with the rhythm of the sea and were punctuated by the rising sun. The bitersweetness of late august was filled with ever-changing hues, the warmth of the sun on our bare skin, the warmth of your body holding mine through the hours long after the sun crossed the sky and met the sea, somewhere behind the hills, and we w
Nov 4
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lonely island
on top of the lonely island we woke up with the first rays of the sun, listened to birds and watched the ever-changing sky we walked through ancient stone paths, bathed in cool blue waters, laid on hot dark stones and listened we listened to the sea, to the water rolling through stones, the winds, the crows, the seagulls by the shore, the precious rainfall, the stories of those who live here and the silence of the island that is kept unspoiled by the ones that fell in love wi
Oct 6
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when nothing needs to be said
Small pieces of brown hair were carried by the sea breeze and ended up scattered throughout the stone, getting stuck on hot, damp skin....
Aug 13
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notes from taormina, sicily
We had just arrived after a long car ride. We people watched, as people watched the sunset over the sea. The smell of cigarettes and the...
Jun 23
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