Ciao a tutti!

My name is Antonio, and perhaps you already know – I was born where the sea can be seen from almost every window.

But today I want to tell you not just about the beaches, but about life by the sea – how it truly feels from the inside.

A morning that begins with the wind

Here, the day doesn’t start with an alarm clock, but with the breath of the wind.

It knocks on the shutters, slips through the windows, and brings the scent of salt.

The baker opens his shop before sunrise, and the warm aroma of bread mixes with the sea air. People greet each other with a simple nod – united by the same sea, the same morning light.

A day without haste

On the coast, time seems to dissolve.

Even those who work do it calmly.

A fisherman repairs his nets right by the water, elderly men argue about football on the pier, and young people drink coffee while watching the horizon.

Here, the sea isn’t a backdrop – it’s part of every conversation, part of life’s rhythm.

Evening, when everything slows down

When the sun sets beyond the horizon, the town softens.

Voices grow quieter, and the lights reflect on the water like a mirror.

Some dine outside, others play guitar by the harbor – and it feels as if Italy itself pauses for a moment just to listen to the waves.

Why we always return to the sea

I travel a lot, but wherever the road takes me – I always come back to where the sea is.

Maybe because that’s where everything feels real.

It doesn’t matter if it’s Amalfi, Salerno, or a small town in Sicily – each has something in common: simplicity, light, and that gentle ease that makes life so unmistakably Italian.

Conclusion

Life by the sea is not a vacation.

It’s a state of soul.

And perhaps that’s why we Italians often say:

“Chi vive vicino al mare, vive due volte.”

He who lives by the sea, lives twice.