After 24 very intense hours I leave Levanzo towards the near and hype Favignana.
At a first glance, Levanzo looked to me as a place where time stopped. Time got stuck in the beauty and the rawness of this tiny white village with such a welcoming yet hardly existing harbor. It got stuck in the mystery of the Grotta del Genovese – Levanzo (Genovese Cave), an incredibile prehistoric place where Natale Castiglione, a special guy, took me.
And then, old people’s memories about the time when here more than 100 thousand liters of wine were produced, and there was cattle, and there was fishing, often all simultaneously.
And finally, memories of a guy such as Peppe, who decides to come back to his island as a chef for the season and remembers, despite being only 21 years old, those summer days as a child, here, spent in the sea all day or playing hide and seek with the tourists’ children, while today kids spend their time on the cellphone or gaming with the playstation.
Maybe, after all, time hasn’t stopped. Now spiderwebs hide a tremendous beauty…
Posted on: 3.Jul.2018 Leave a comment