Twenty-five years passed since our honeymoon in Tuscany, but Tuscany remains splendid, and looks like it became even more beautiful. Time that flows gifts it with more charm and suggestion.
Today the sun warms more than usual and the sea calls us, with the melodious song of its waves against the rocks. From Porto Santo Stefano we embark towards Giannutri island, little gem of the Tuscan Archipelago, immersed in the National Park. We spend the morning strolling in the unspoiled nature, with the sound of the cicadas as the only background noise. Finally, peace.
We reach the ruins of the Roman villa in Cala Maestra, built by the imperial family of Domizi Enobarbi in II century a.d. The guide takes marvelous pictures of us, and we remain breathless for the panoramic position on the terrace overlooking the vivid blue sea.
In the afternoon, we feel more adventurous, and we explore the sea bottom of Giannutri. Fish of any kind, posidonia beds, corals… Colors are so intense they look fake. But the real magic of snorkeling here lies in the wrecks of Etruscan and Roman ships: time never passes in Giannutri.
The day after, Montecristo is our destination, an island that we have been dreaming to visit for years. The incredible intimidating shape of the island stands out against the transparent water. The untouched nature, the crystal clear sea, the pure air: we are not surprised that the entrance is limited to 1000 people a year and is inhabited only by a couple of keepers. Ready to explore it, we walk its arduous paths, deep breathing perfumes we are not used to smell and glimpsing animal species that cannot be find anywhere else.
We arrive at Convent of San Mamiliano, that it is said to be raised up on a devotion place dedicated to Jupiter. Proceeding for about forty minutes we reach the Grotta del Santo, where the legend says that Saint Mamiliano killed a dragon protecting himself with his cross. These are places that charm, full of mystery. Does the treasure found by the mythic count of Dumas sound like a simple fantasy?
In front of us, two days of relax start: we actually decide to dedicated more time to Elba island, way bigger than the others but just as beautiful as them. We enjoy the slow rhythm of the island and its dishes of unmistakable tastes: the stoccafisso alla riese, the gurguglione, the stuffed squids, the boiled pulp, the fried picarels, the stuffed sardines… Elba island shows its green hills, its limpid sea to us and tells us the history of the people it was a witness to during centuries. The Roman villa of Linguella, the Romanic churches, the Santa Caterina Hermitage, the Fortes Stella, the Napoleonic residences… Are we sure we have to leave this paradise?
We feel like we are back to the young carefreeness of twenty-five years ago. Tanned and with the hair bleached by the sun, we notice that our smiles refuse to highlight those little wrinkles. We take each other hands, like it didn’t happen for years, to seal the promise that challenge time and we know it will never be missed.
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