I am an inveterate traveler, I am discovering the United States and Europe with an average of five or six trips a year .. I love traveling because it is like recharging my energy every time I leave home .. This year a real and its own catastrophe has hit the world .. the coronavirus, since the end of February we have seen ourselves deprived of our freedom to travel, to live .. this year of uncertainties and fears I have decided to stay at home, Italy, mine nation that has so many wonderful places it can offer, usually I dedicated only a few days to discovering this nation, this time I allowed myself nine days, divided between my beloved Tuscany, and my homeland, Campania, the land of Parthenope.. I was born in a small town in Southern Italy, a small town in Campania where if you went out on television it was only for crime .. I left this region when I was 17, there were many places to visit, but I never have done, this year with my sister we went to discover the Amalfi coast ..Amalfi, Positano, Maiori, bathed by a crystalline sea, with characteristic landscapes, with extraordinary ceramics, beautiful fabrics and sensational food. On this trip, I made peace with my past, I discovered wonderful places, and I saw my beautiful Naples again, one night, one night only, that was enough for me to say .. I went home.
There is no day that I don’t think about how the world would have been without that damn day .. the answers are many and confused, obviously there would not have been all those deaths, there would have been no wars in muslim countries , there would have been no many things .. and the two towers would still be there .. dominating New York .. many perhaps, a lot of sadness and a lot of pain ..
the attack on the Twin Towers is one of those events that can never be erased from our minds,that day, changed the fate of the whole world, thousands of people died under the rubble of what was once the symbol of prosperity not only of New York but of the entire United States, that day,died children, mothers ,fathers ,sisters and brothers.. who became part of us. That day we have cried so much, because we have all been deeply marked ..
but from the ashes, from the pain, from the losses, New York has risen stronger than before.And so it is, from the ashes one of the most extraordinary places was born, where the memory of that day will remain indelible over the centuries ..the 9/11 memorial at the world trade center gives the possibility even to those who were younger or still not to be born, to know what happened … many after 19 years, blame the attack on the United States itself, and perhaps on the one hand it is true, because they brought weapons and power to remote places of the world to grab oil, but they certainly did not go and say knock the towers down, history is full of but .. and it cannot be erased, the pain of a wounded America led to almost “destroy” Afghanistan, and after the death of the leader of Al quaeda, they did not stop and they wanted more and more .. because sometimes the thirst for revenge leads to a lot of nonsense ..
That day will remain impressed in the heads and hearts not only of New Yorkers and Americans, but also of all those who love that city .. and as children they dreamed of climbing on the roof of the towers and managing the city ..
We will never never forget