While leaving Rome from the Termini station you experience dirty train windows filtering many layers of history and socio-geographical imprints.
Urban scenes mingles with countrysides bucolic environment, it seems to be in stage for a time travel movie on lord Byron, where ancient Rome ruins arise from XXI century residential run-down developments "decorated" with graffiti. It is quite romantic and decadent, especially when experienced in the low sunlight of early morning.
The topology is varied and remarkable as the manmade environment: hills and mountains from the Appenino Campano suddenly rise from flat fields, harvested with any kind of vegetables. I learn from my train seat neighbor that vineyard grows to 12-foot height; the local wine is Asprino Avesano.
Yes, indeed, I am traveling through the magical land described by Homer narrating Ulysses' Odyssey.
Excerpts from the conceptual multimedia project
“Axes Mundi: Perceptions and Understanding of Places as Intersections of Space, Time and Culture"
