ALBERGO BELVEDERE

The space of the places limited and the myriad of angles evocative that to every step themselves appear to the ours seen damage the impression of walk in a country of the fairies to the of outside the reality and remembering it run some time in the ours chaotic town of origin seems to be a dot nell' infinite projected in an universe parallel that does not know the rhythms to.

We risk ourselves, done not just disembark on a pier in ferment, in a hall that it grazes the small one, fascinating Roman port excavated entirely in the tufa and after to have "climbed" 7 small flights from the contrasting colors, like all l' island besides, we find ourselves in the piazzetta and we immerse ourselves nell' atmosphere enchanted some alleyways, charmed from the multicolored shops dell' island and where surely indugeremo in an infinite one, To travel itineraries paesaggistici and to discover archeological treasuries.

Already from the first approaches we give back ourselves account of to to be arrived in a hasty angle of Paradise in the Tyrrhenian one.
We are in a oasis in the dark blue one, on a' marvellous island from the wild and primitive beauty, with dark beaches of sand that indicate l' volcanic origin of accessible Ventotene on foot, immersed in a wonderful sea with all his touches of color.
The rooms are comfortable and provided of everything that serves for a vacation all' sign of the baths of sun and of sea, with TV, frigobar, bath in room and air made conditional.
In the calms nights punctuated from billion stars, the sole noises that are able hear I am the I rustle some plants moved from a light breeze and the frinire of the cicadas.