A Naive Essay on Human Geography
Somewhere I read that the best way to understand a country is to cross it by train. And so I did, indeed, I wanted to exaggerate, I jumped on a train and from Trieste I reached Athens, passing through Slovenia, Croatia, Bosnia, Montenegro, Serbia, Bulgaria, North Macedonia and Turkey. Then I repeated the experiment, traveling in one night from Palermo to Milan and then from Marrakech to the border between Morocco and Algeria.
I have to be honest, of these countries I think I did not understand much, but on the other hand I shared my compartment with dozens of faces, for each of whom I invented – and immediately forgot – a story. All that remains are a series of portraits associated with more or less precise geographical coordinates. A naive essay on human geography.