I'll try to show you in words. A'Sena Runcatini is a blessing. One of those places for which all the usable terminology, for example the adjectives "enchanting" or "heavenly", is completely inadequate and does not give the slightest idea of what it means to reach a sublime and invigorating reality, where you can stop the clocks and cut the telephone wires.
And if once you return to your home you are forced - to the inconvenience of Mr. G - to obsequiously go through the squalor of your daily survival, nothing will be able to erase the fact that for a few days, even if it were just one, you were catapulted where nothing in the kingdom of the living and the dead has more importance. Where you fed on pork and wild boar, on sauces and gravies and every fruit of the earth that is just waiting to become the best friend of your palate, and where you calmed the thirst with a nectar of the Gods that could flow from the cup of Aphrodite.
Keep all the resorts, the equipped beaches, the all inclusive, the sea view and the aperitifs, which I no longer know what to do with. I go to Stefania and Giovanni for the rest of my life.
Ps. last but not least: Edo, our Edo, is at home there. You who read this don't, but they understood.
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