In a garden of an ancient villa, a colonial atmosphere mixed with aromas of spices and perfumes of incense.
A veranda of a villa, between serious leather sofas and the statues of moors … between the oriental carpets and the fans that shaking the hot air of summer, watching the reflection of a thousand candles in the mirror of blue water you’ll wonder … where am I?
Goa? In Ceylon?
and above all …

how did I get here?