We moor the moorings from the Sami Harbor and climb the Kefalonia Island by choosing a bay south of Fiskardo for the night. We cross the archipelago of Itaka, a mountainous and green island, rising from a crystalline sea, broken Frikes. From here we will go to explore the five fingers of Meganisi by stopping on the island of Arcudi for a bath, then ferrying on continental Greece. We land at Mitika, where, the previous time, we discovered some goodies: the "mezedes" on the beach and the fish fried in the lighthouse's restaurant. Then to Kastos where, if conditions permit, you can set up a barbecue on the beach. Returning to Atoko one of the best places to admire magnificent stars and observe an iridescent plankton and from here we come back to the harbor.

No one becomes a man before having a great experience of himself, which revealing him to him the same and determining his own opinion about himself determines somehow his fortune and his state in life. [...] Knowing and possessing the same thing come from needs or accidents, or from some great passion, that is strong; And mostly by love. (Thoughts, LXXXII). Even today, I am thirty-nine years old, living in the fire of those sixteen-year abductions: it is my center, my originality, my home, my daily joy, my enthusiasm, from which everything originated. [From The Art of Being Brittle, How Leopards Can Save You Life. p. 21] by D 'Alessandro D' Avenia