[A quiet harbor in waiting for the summer's warm embrace]
Campodimonte.
Went to the bus station, pointed on the map, bought a ticket, timidness forced us to get lunch at a unintended pleasant stop in Valentino, easily got back on the bus and heading to the deserted summer town.
Surrounded by the lake, upholding a historical prominent family residence, this town overfills with life in the warmth of June. We arrived on a sunny friday afternoon in February. A bit early, yet best timing ever. The few footsteps of the slow moving locals strolling on their heritage filled streets, while the lake was full with a consistent movement. Parallel and unattended, the sailboats relaxed in the sun light, merely dodging the wake of the ducks grazing the crystal blue water.
Sleeping in the off season, Campodimonte was a wonderful day excursion that I will hold in high regard for the rest of my life.
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