And so last Sunday we went up to the central crater, Etnavic team in full force with ten guys from Hungary and the rest of Italy. Were it not that to climb up there, up to where Etna gives voice to its countless speeches, completely kidnaps soul and thoughts, I would tell you that the best thing was to observe the expressions of the faces transforming at every stop, at every stretch earned. To then open up totally to the emotions up there, between steam and sulfur, wind and whispers from the central crater …
