Looking at the sea, Mare Nostrum, from the top of Mongibeddu or more simply from the mountain “a’ Muntagna”, is an indescribable sensation.
In winter, blue is predominant over white but not only for the blue of the sky: my first glance goes much lower, beyond the snow, the forests, the black lava and dives into the sea: the Ionian sea, the Tyrrhenian sea, the channel of Sicily.
Today the wind doesn’t stop and with its icy blast flattens this enormous, magnificent white puff of smoke down on to the Bove Valley.
Our overwhelming joy combines with the energy of this volcano, with the heat and the smell of the sulphur of the stones of this peak, with the taste of the pistacchios and the honey of Zafferana, with the perfume of the fish and the depth of the sea and of the firn snow of this magnificent descent where at every turn you savour the hospitality of these people.
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