A year ago I went on a journey different from all the others. I discovered a place that brought me back to those moments, when I was a child, where it was enough for something around me to give me a little hint to imagine fantastic stories.
That place is located in Greece and is called Meteora. It seems to have been born from a child's fantasy, in one of those moments that we no longer remember.
Meteora literally means "suspended in the air" and, for the three days I spent there, it seemed to me that I too was "suspended", suspended between the reality of today and that of yesterday. Walking among those rocks as high as the clouds I remembered when, as a child, I looked at the world from the bottom up as if everything were magical and unattainable.
For a few moments I experienced on my skin the overwhelming sensation of being "small" but of knowing how to fly, closing my eyes, higher than the "grown-ups".
On my blog "La Porta della Frontiera" I wrote a little story inspired by those enchanted places. If you like to read it, click on the link:
https://laportadellafrontiera.wordpress.com/2017/05/14/ekho/
Thanks, enjoy your reading and have a good trip.
