Vendicari is a place for the soul. An oasis where you get lost in the paths that lead to the marshes, a pink flamingo, a turtle nesting, an old trap restored to the house of the smugglers now abandoned, to rock tombs, on pristine beaches and clear blue sea. It 'an oasis to get lost in thoughts, in which heal the wounds of the heart, to experience the freedom and where to find the peace and quiet. An oasis where the wind will take your words secret, where nobody can hear you scream and cry, an oasis where the man finally returns to be subject to plants, birds and fish. Where the man, to enjoy the charm and beauty that should balance out and make themselves invisible. Vendicari is magic, is the discovery of the prickly juniper, is a stray dog \u200b\u200bthat accompanies you in your walk as if it is the scents of aromatic herbs, is a flamingo that lifts off and gives you a view of the Its huge wings, is a family of caterpillars climbing up on the leaves, is a walk of miles to see what's after that dune.
Vendicari is perfect. Perfect in the trap, perfect lights, shadows, sounds and silence. Perfect on the trails, in sand, the bushes and in shelters. Perfect in the sea, sea urchins, in the sandy bottom, algae that flood the shore.
Vendicari is all thanks to many, many who have and still are fighting because that Paradise remains as is.
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