Skandorina's Travels

  I saw you pray with your eyes closed, holding a pearl rosary in your hands, wearing your kippah, sitting, kneeling, tired, but strong in your faith, certain that Someone was next to you on the journey you were about…

In life and on flights sometimes you cannot choose. Airlines are shocking, in this regard: when you are boarding, some of them ask you if you would like them to donate a kidney to you; others do not even acknowledge…

Drawing things with your hands, outside the car windows, the warm wind touching you like a long-lost lover. Sleeping in my bed, wearing my short-sleeved pyjamas or my favourite t-shirt and my nickers. Sleeping with the windows wide open. Sleeping.…

At the end of this tragicomic tale, one of two things: you will consider me either a snob or a liar. You will think I make up stories to make my website more fascinating or amusing. Promise me something, if…

Milan Central station is behind me. On a rail track beside the one I am travelling on I see a yellow wagon. Someone drew a big smile on its left side. A 20-something Persian-looking guy sits in front of me…

I don’t like this seat. The middle one. Row 17. For a moment, I find it strange that Row 17 exists on flights. Then, I remember that this number is supposed to bring bad luck only in Italy. Row 13…

Behaviours that stun me when I travel. Part 1. Warning: this is going to be a controversial article. No diplomatic intermission has been granted. If you are currently on Cloud Nine, or you are in love and therefore you adore…

Detachment, but also over-population: in airports, we are all too close and simultaneously too far away from each other. We hide behind a pair of noise-cancelling earplugs. We are bound to collide, but we don’t, in the end. We feel…

I travel because I need to remind myself that normality does not exist: the points of view are by definition partial, and we all follow unstable, crazy and changeable trajectories. I leave to remind myself that nothing is absolute and…

They decided to paint the walls in their flat. A bin full of brushes leans against the second window of their balcony on the first floor. They will use this change to make a change. They washed all the curtains…

For a good while, I’ve been interested in places that are changing. As you know, I wrote my latest book (“L’Atlante dell’Insolito”) on this topic and I’ve dedicated some parts of this site to the same field. As a matter…

I wrote a glossary. It is a list of random letters. It includes everything and the opposite of everything. It does not aim to stir up controversy, nor does it offer solutions or enlightened comments. It is just a testimony:…

I don’t take psychotropic drugs to keep my mood up at the moment and no, I don’t live on the moon. I live with my feet firmly planted on this world, even if I spend a lot of (way too…