Kelionių Tinklaraštis

I’m standing on the apartment terrace and below me is the old town of Castelrotto with its red roofs and white houses. Right in front, maybe two kilometres away, rises Sciliar (the Germans say Schlern) – a rock mountain with two peaks, like two teeth set into the sky. The sun is beating down so…

I open the shutters on the first morning. The sun hasn’t yet risen over the hill, but it has already coloured the mist hanging over the valley. In the distance, maybe a kilometre away, on a neighbouring hill, two bell towers. The church of Sant’Michele. Around it a handful of stone houses clustered into a…

Torre Santa Sabina is a small seaside town in the Carovigno municipality, in the province of Brindisi, in the northern part of Salento. In summer there’s a feverish Italian-holiday life here, with aperitivo until midnight and the “Tre Vele” (Legambiente’s green-beaches mark). In April maybe three families live here, there are two customers in the…

I’m standing in the middle of the bridge and below me, somewhere 37 metres down, is a deep gorge with a dried-up river and rocks that look as if someone cut them out of an old Western. And under my feet are the stone slabs on which, a few years ago, Daniel Craig staged his…

The evening I understood why we chose Salerno I’m standing on the balcony, and below, far below, the city lights flicker, the lights of ships move in the harbour, and somewhere in the distance, like a mirage, the edges of the Amalfi Coast glow. Below, everything is lit up; above my head, the stars; and…