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Instant perspective of heterotopias of time

Airports can be such a contrasting combinations. On one side, they are cold, characterless warehouses, with no soul – we never spend enough time there to leave too much of ourselves.

In the same time, they can be nests of spiritual gatherings, hosting such a diversity of humans with all the hopes they carry while inhabiting them.

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And if you start paying attention at the people queuing at the security control, most of us are walking like in a trance, maybe even some kind of meditation. And when you start listening to some of the things people say, you might just get an instant perspective of the beauty of the human mind –

…it’s like putting your life back again,” says a man giving me a smile while he is gathering his belongings after passing through the security machine.
…we have to die so new little people can grow again, right mamy?” A small little girl says while pulling at a large briefcase towards the conveyor belt.

…if you are to choose only five words to define you, what would those be?” The dark-haired girl asks her boyfriend while he is taking his computer out of his bag to put it in the tray. He looks at her and asks her if she took out her toiletries bag. She smiles.

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Are airports heterotopias of time? Can we connect better with each other if we rationalize that we are constantly in an airport?

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Epicurian Sicily

Perspective is many times what makes a place heaven or hell, phylosophically speaking. From a traveler’s point of view, it’s important to take time to simply absorb the surroundings. And meal times or coffee breaks provide for such explorations.

I believe that entire history books are contained in the simpliest of deserts – from its origin, to the various nations that adopted it and to the sociological and economical pressures that cause ingredients to be replaced and others to be added, according to new fashions of the times.

Anyways, here are some of the ‘books’ I have studied during my trip to Sicily where I also learnt the importance of expressing your delight for a good meal: scarpeta (using a piece of bread to soak up that last bit of delicious sauce in your plate).
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Caponata, a Sicilian aubergine stew served with four kinds of cheeses from southern Sicily
Caponata, a Sicilian aubergine stew served with four kinds of cheeses from southern Sicily
Salad of red oranges and smoked herrings, wild fennel and spring onions from Giarratana (a recipe of Nifosi family, owners of Eremo della Giubiliana)
Salad of red oranges and smoked herrings, wild fennel and spring onions from Giarratana (a recipe of Nifosi family, owners of Eremo della Giubiliana)
Oysters and Sicilian clams - a perfect starter for a Sunday lunch on the coast of Syracuse
Oysters and Sicilian clams – a perfect starter for a Sunday lunch on the coast of Syracuse
Wild strawberries, ricotta and pistachio, all in a tart - I could not imagine a more Sicilian desert
Wild strawberries, ricotta and pistachio, all in a tart – I could not imagine a more Sicilian desert
But don't bite yet into that tart before you taste this Marsala-flavored, Tagliolini pasta with rabbit and Modica chocolate - creation of Chef of Don Eusebio Restaurant, Eremo della Giubiliana
But don’t bite yet into that tart before you taste this Marsala-flavored, Tagliolini pasta with rabbit and Modica chocolate – creation of Chef of Don Eusebio Restaurant, Eremo della Giubiliana
cassata, a ricotta and marzipan desert with dried fruits served here with pistachio parfait
Cassata, a ricotta and marzipan desert with dried fruits served here with pistachio parfait
Cannoli, the tubes of pleasure everyone talks about when you say you are going to Sicily. Well, this one, in Marina de Ragusa, was indeed memorable
Cannoli, the tubes of pleasure everyone talks about when you say you are going to Sicily. Well, this one, in Marina de Ragusa, was indeed memorable
And finally, once you've done your 'passeggiata,' you've got to stop and have an 'ice cream burger' - a Sicilian brioche stuffed with ice cream (pistachio, please!)
And finally, once you’ve done your ‘passeggiata,’ you’ve got to stop and have an ‘ice cream burger’ – a Sicilian brioche stuffed with ice cream (pistachio, please!)

 

Feeling at home

Listening to the ‘A returning islander’ by Pat Gallagher. That’s how I felt when I first came to Bun na Leaca in Donegal.

Memory wallI remember approaching the house we were considering buying and, even though I had not seen it before, I knew immediately that the view and the smells and the sounds surrounding these walls are what I strangely felt like calling home. I did not have to be born here to know that. But what is home?

Door to my dreamsWho invented the notion of ‘home’ and what did they really feel when they came up with this combination of comforting sounds?

Was it something related to the longing we feel, ever so often in life, especially when everything seems to be perfect and in the right place, for just a few moments…

Looking for the lost timeOr was it something one sees in the loved one’s eyes, that flicker, that suddenly lights our world and we feel we belong…

Or simply the essence of who we are, our selves, distilled by years and experiences, and bottled in a taste of a home-backed cake or a smell of a lilac flower or the sound of a wave…

Scent of ParisI feel home when I smell fresh pines as I have been brought up with the lullaby of the deep forests of Transylvania.

Lulaby to thinkingAnd I feel home when I am close to the sea, its rhythm taming my thoughts.

HomeAnd I feel home when I can sit in front of a turf fire and the air is so fresh that I can recall the scents of different memories I have of me in different parts of the world, of me in the past and me in the future….