There is an enchanted place where the sky touches the sea and the old seems new. If you know how to listen, between the whistles of the wind can be heard the singing of ancient Etruscans: stories of princesses, diviners, and lucumones.

There is an enchanted place where the sky touches the sea and the old seems new. If you know how to listen, between the whistles of the wind can be heard the singing of ancient Etruscans: stories of princesses, diviners, and lucumones.

During the summer solstice, when the sun marries the sea, the past becomes the present. And it is then on the Etruscan Coast that ancient traditions come alive, because the light drives out the darkness and hope defeats the fear of death.