I entered the Acheron and the first thing I thought was not death; yes, I thought of life. It is a little paradox, considering the place. We are in Epirus, in northwestern Greece, and before me flows one of the rivers on which the West built its own imaginary afterlife. For the ancients it was a [...] The article Why swimming in the Acheron River I thought not about death, but about life comes from Il Fatto Quotidiano.
I entered the Acheron and the first thing I thought was not death; yes, I thought of life. It is a little paradox, considering the place. We are in Epirus, in northwestern Greece, and before me flows one of the rivers on which the West built its own imaginary afterlife. For the ancients it was a [...] The article Why swimming in the Acheron River I thought not about death, but about life comes from Il Fatto Quotidiano.