We’ve made our way to Trieste: on the border between Italy and Istria, with the Carso plateau on one side and the Adriatic Sea on the other, a stone’s throw from Slovenia.
Trieste is a city of cultural contamination, a place where the Mediterranean meets mittel-Europe, an international port.
Trieste always was a city of writers. Umberto Saba praised its
surly grace in one of his most famous poems; James Joyce confessed he left his soul there; Aldo Palazzeschi defined it
dream city / […] imbued with love, and
Paradice city / […] made of light.
Here we are in Trieste, the City of Winds, ready to see everything it has to offer.