Saturday 27 October 2007

One of the great things about Pantelleria, is that obscure twinkle of adventure which is ingrained in daily routine. Yesterday, on an afternoon walk in the Grand Favare, I found this skeleton of a grown-up cow. There aren't many cows on the island. But more surprising is the fact that on this island of 80 square kilometres, and with around 200.000 visitors in the summer, an animal can rot to the bone without anyone noticing it.

Saturday 13 October 2007