With the prettiest place.... Salina, one of the Aeolian Islands. Lush landscapes, flowers everywhere, a well kept marina and a sweet walkway into the quaint village which houses boutiques with silk chiffon kaftans and individual items of clothing and unusual bags and jewellery, a salumeria, a stacked to the ceiling grocery store, butcher, baker and candlestick maker - ok, I lied, no candlestilck maker but there is a flip flop maker.
You choose your leather, have your soles sized, pick your buckle, and either a) let the man get on with his work and get an ice cream or b) stalk him with questions and take pictures of him at work. Either way it is just a 10 minute process - brilliant. Made me realise I really must get around to booking the shoe making course I have wanted to do for years, seeing as it has become impossible to find a cobbler who still honours the craft today.
If you come to find him, I suggest you test out your new hand made flip flops for a wander after dinner at Porto Bello restaurant. After a selection of antipasti, I had Scorpion fish with potatoes which I am not ashamed to say, I mopped up every last morsel with the fresh crusty bread. Washed down with a bottle of local Insolia by Hauner, this was a meal memory I will cherish.
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