I will get this place one day. It is my favourite place to be in the whole world. This spot is on top of the hill just behind my unties house in Calabria. I been going up there and writing my name on the walls since I was 8. I figured if I ever wanted to claim it as my own that I could prove it by showing the appropriate authorities my name with dates beside them as proof of ownership. The view is aboslutely amazing you can see the Ionian sea and behind you can see the Aspromonte mountains. When I am up there I just sit there thinking how small I am and how big the world is. Sometimes I look down at the sea and imagine the ancient greeks pulling up to shore or I think that this is what my father and his father and the generations before me used to look at everyday and think thats how the Aborigines must fell about Australia and how pissed they are that all these white people came and screwed it all up. I sit here looking at this view thinking questa e la mia terra ( this is my land ) this is where I need to be. I wish I could take everything I love to this one place. I fucking love this place .
The inside of a ape, you know its one of those three wheel utility vichles with an motorbike engine. Earlier on that morning we had a leak from a petrol tank. My cousin got a dry fig and stuck it over the hole. Problem solved.
This morning my cousin Alessandro was taking me to the train station. I saw on the beach that there was an abandoned boat with a Turkish flag. On the beach moments after I saw people runing across the road and then moments after that the car of the coast gaurd passed us with sirens blazzing. When I got to the station the police was there. They asked me for my passport, then explained to me that they were looking for some illegal immigrants who had just arrived on a boat and who on the run. My cousin started laughing and giving me shit saying "you must look a gypsy because the police stopped to question you". Come to think of it, it happens often.
View form my unties house. I get to stay up on the first floor in the the drystore room, on a little bed next to freezer. At night it runs, hums and puts me to sleep. The bed is right near this window. Its the only place in the world were I can sleep and wake up in the morning feeling good feeling great. At night I mess about on the radio and pick up signals from the ships passing buy down on the coast.
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