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Amendolea, in the clouds, among the fig trees

Borghi Magazine Community Amendolea, in the clouds, among the fig trees

Amendolea is located a few kilometers from the highway 106, one of the Calabrian arteries that connects the southern and eastern parts of Calabria and then end up in Puglia. Amendolea can therefore be reached easily by car. For those wishing to use public transport, however, it can board one of the regional trains with a stop at Condofuri and from there use the bus line (but only during the scholastic period, from the latest research), with stop at Amendolea country, or walk about two hours, and at the top of the ruins of the village admire the surrounding valley.

The landscape that shows nature is enchanting: the blue sky and also gray; the Jonio sea on the horizon, and the fiendara Amendolea - or potamò èchchete an tin oscìa ce catevènni càtu ston jalò (the river comes from the mountain and goes down into the marina), as a Greek author sings in the language of the loco-.

The river Amendolea, named according to the testimony of the people because of the many mardorlo trees along the river, draws in the valley of the same name wide and tight curves and wide stretches, gray during the dry season, in which the eye registers, making careful and meticulous, the slow passing of time, together with the conscious change of seasons.

From the Amendolea valley, full of paths and mule tracks that once connected the various villages of the area, little by little the eye approaches the old village: the towers of the castle, the walls of the church, the wooden beams to view. Gradually the gaze approaches a staircase with concrete steps, a sign of the last period lived in the village, which leads to an upper floor with the sky in full view; under the staircase an opening testifies, perhaps, an old warehouse where once, who knows, you could keep the local products: almonds, figs (along the path in the village), olives (which nourish the steps of the premises , tourists and travelers), goat cheese, which seasoned dishes and fresh taste the palate. Nourishment for the body and the spirit!

So old Amendolea looks like a painting; a poem; a silence that makes noise; a look that says without speaking; a ruin that builds emotions!

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