Favignana, not just an island in the Mediterranean

Favignana is an island, and so, between us, it was love at first sight. No matter it is one of the Egadi Islands and not an Aeolian one or a Balearic. I’ve always had a special relationship withthem. And it has happened dozens of times by now that I fall in love with a corner of land surrounded by the sea and to say “yes, this is my island.”

You could reach Favignana only by the sea. There are no airports, but only hydrofoil. Mine was from the Ustica lines and we left from Naples. The 6 hours travel had a surreal atmosphere and it was a tribute to Raffaella Carra, Edoardo Vianello with his Abbronzatissima, and any song that even the old “Sapore di sale, sapore di mare” movie, could remember.

If you arrive on the island in the evening, it can be hard to figure out where you are and what an explosion of colors is waiting for you. You have to wait until morning, to wake up breathing the dry and fresh air, greeting the sun and immediately understand that renting a bike will give you that feeling of freedom and happiness that perhaps you had forgotten.

If you decide not to sleep in the center of Favignana, as I did, you will have the biggest possible contact with nature and the green inspiration. The sea breeze, the shade of trees, the sound of birds and cicadas hidden somewhere. More easily you can reach the beaches, which are few and small. But fortunately the sea is everywhere. And the colors are indescribable in words. As one of those cards that make you dream of exotic places and almost unattainable. I chose my place with my eyes closed and I could not imagine that outside miramare residence, there was Marasolo, a mini beach of turquoise water, equipped with a white canopy in wood and a few lounge chairs.

And so I had a bath where the water was of that light blue that when you’re in town, you think could only belong to a heavenly mosaic on the bottom of a pool. The same palette at Lido Burrone, the caves of the Bue Marino and Cala Rossa. Here I made the plunge from the rocks, shouting Geronimoooo – an Indian chief who was invoked in a film of the ’40s and in the Normandy landings.

I tasted the flavors of the sea. The tuna fish of Quello che c’è…c’è, first dishes together with the cat Inzolia at Camarillo Brillo and the tasty aperitifs in small bars inVia Roma. Someone says that you can drive the all island of Favignana by bike, but I tell you that is not true. Take the time to stop by and breathe. Arrive by bike to the lighthouse to see the sunset and rent a boat from brezza di mare to go around the island and why not go and get a granita in Levanzo.

“And here we leave as we came | goodbye brother sea | I bring a bit ‘of your gravel | a bit‘ of your salt blue | a bit ‘of your infinity | and a little of your light | and your unhappiness. | we‘ve been able to say a lot of things | to your destiny of sea | here we are with a little ‘more than hope | we are a bit‘ more of wisdom | and we leave as we came | goodbye brother sea. “ – cit.

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