Bongiorno! The adventure category of this blog here has been quite full over the past months, but now is no time to stop. I have just had the most incredible week in the Basilicata region of Italy. One of the many places we visited was Tursi, in particular the Arab quarter of Rabatana which is its oldest part. A top a hill this old town is so quiet. Its inhabitants, many of whom can be classified at pygmys, live very simple lives here. I saw the old man in the photo above come out to his chair there in the morning and didn’t leave the whole time we were there. I’m not sure but I imagine he spends mosts of his days this exact same way. When we photographed and filmed him he sat so calmly, still like a statue but with so much softness and ease in his expression. We got lost in the romantic decay of this village, and then found by town dwellers eager to show us crumbling corners we had yet to discover and even invite us in to their homes and feed us. It was an incredible and authentic experience. Some of us roamed its streets at night as well, it almost seeming too surreal to, well, be real.
You can see more of the group’s photos in the galleries we are installing on Can’t Forget Italy. Many more photos and memories from Basilicata to come. In the meantime if you are hungry for more of this adventure there are some tidbits on my tumblr, facebook, and twitter from the past week so be sure to follow there. For now…baci!