Cirò Marina has always been a place of peace and tranguility and still is today. A small peace of earth near the ocean. Here the oceam and the sky come together in various beautiful shades of blue and turquoise. An Oasis of peace in the sillence of nature. The sillence leisurely develops into a whispering voice, that is always with us. The whispering voice is speaking a very old forgotten language of swifting leaves in the breeze. Buzzing insekts, twittering birds and doves and also beautiful butterflys, are flying all over the beautiful blue sky. A konzert of friendly voices, that bring us back to a long forgotten time where we were still able to recognize these sounds. A time bevor modern society made us rough an unsensitive for these sounds. Here we again recognize the poverty and the unimportain things of our life that sourround us. Everthing that we believed as absolutly nessesarry for our daily life, losses is importaince.... it even gets absolutly unnessesary. A deep peace starts to flow through our heart and soul. Our heart even starts to beat together with nature again. Here the voice of nature tells us legends and stories of long forgotten times, fullfilled with mystic episodes. The unordinarry and facinating beauty of this place, that is striped by the crytal clear ocean, and wonderful sun rays glow the whole day down from the unordinary blue sky. This place is sourrounded by hills of silver olive trees, rich grape vines and lovely smelling gardens of orange trees. This wonderful beauty lets us again recognize the real importaint things of our life.