I am proprietary of these 2 houses and I rent them.
My grandparents,Capo Coda Cavallo lands' owners untill 1960,have handed down to me their old memories of this wonderfull land .
At that time Capo Coda Cavallo was not turism yet and required fatigue and sweat to be worked.
Thanks to their passionate tales I feel to belong to this land and this is the greatest gift I have received from my grand parents.

The dearest image is the one of my grandmother who,each day,went on horseback up the cape bringing fresh water fount to my grandfather and to the workers engaged with him to build
the slab of the stone road that till to day hundreds of tourist run trought the summer.
Another memory handed on from my grandparents is that of a poor fisherman who,during the war,each summer with his boat and sons started from Ponza/Napoli and moored right in the Coda Cavallo's beach and remained here for 3 months during which bartered the catch with all the products of the earth and of pastoralism that my grandparents were producing,then,with this load of supplies back to Ponza to feed the rest of the family.
During those 3 months he lived in the boat in the wonderfull bay and my mother still a child playing with them and learning to know and seize all the fruits of that sea.
At that time Cala Paradiso was named Contrilati that means flat rocks,here I spent the summers of my childhood and I saw my childreen grow not alone as I was,but sorrounded by their peers on vacation in our houses.
I live in Florence where I came to study art,my husbnad is a professional yachtman,of Swidish origin,but sardinian adoption,taught me the pleasure to go sailing and be able to know my land looking from the sea.