THERE’S A PLACE WHERE MYTHS MEET MYTHOS.
Where daze slide slow into night, and daydreams turn to dreams. Cliffs topped white, dropped into Mediterranean blue. Summer haze — heat bleaching buildings white. Whole towns dripped of colour — floating stark beneath blue above, and the deep blue below. The most beautiful chaos — architecture melts and flows, like lava to the sea. Is this real? We could care. Come, drift this daydream too.