Our heart places (1): Ravello

Our blog would like to talk also about places and travel.

However, even if in these days our nation is restarting after lockdown period force by COVID, we aren’t at the nightmare’s end, and nor even at the return to lost normalcy. The only possible travel chance is inside our mind, in our memories, inour heart.

And for us, the travel inside our heart places can start needs from a small village nestled in the Lattari Mountains, in which you can admire the landscape of one of the most beautiful corner of our country, the Amalfi Coast.

The place where we got married on June 9, 2018, joining our lives and our destinies: Ravello.

Telling this place by describing its beauties (such as the beautiful Piazza del Duomo or the beautiful villas overlooking the coast) would be easy but at the same time reductive, also because you don't fall in love with a place (just as you don't fall in love with a person) only for what it shows you.

You fall in love with a place when you connect with it, when you live and breathe it, walking through the alleys when they’re desert or listening to the dialogues between the locals people.

These moments and these situations, 
some even comic and in some ways surreal, led us to discover a place that in our opinion represents a wonderful mix of worldliness and tradition, a village that during the day it’s crowdwd with tourists that flock to bars, restaurants, churches and every possible corner, where searching for a parking space or even just a bench to sit appears as impossible, but that at sunset - or early morning - as if by magic becomes a village like many others, peaceful and relaxed, light years away from frenetic rhythms of everyday life.

A village where seniors find themselves talking to each other in front of the doorstep of their homes, where children can play football in the square, where the ladies wait for the bell which announces the first mass of the day, an environment in which the concept of community manifests itself in its most archaic and authentic form.

An environment made up of simple people but rich and profound at the same time, who in every daily actions show their unconditional love for the place where they live or where they were born.

For us, every time we go back to Ravello it’s as were back in a bubble, in our comfort zone, in a place where time seems suspended and where every moment has the lightness of a feather.

Or, better, as if we were at home.