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Touristic information: Palinuro

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Historical Outline: Palinuro and outside

Palinuro is a gem perched on the rocks, overlooking the sea and the breathtaking landscape of Cilento coast. The beauty of this city is everywhere: it is in the reflection of the sea, in its rocks with a thousand of different shapes created by the sea, it is in its caves, like Grotta Azzurra and Grotta del Convento, superb examples of Mother Nature's work, and in the pure and wild nature. The area of Palinuro is also rich in fossil animal remains, like deer, lions and bears, dating back to thousands years ago. Also human signs dating back to Neolithic were discovered.

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The wild and uncontaminated coast, with its jagged inlets, the large beaches and the charming sea caves and bays. The Saracen towers, the Castello della Molpa, the Scoglio del Coniglio, the Baia del Buon Dormire are only few of the large number of interesting and charming sites along this enchanting coast. The Mingardo river, the village of San Severino, the Mount Bulgheria are a perfect example of the natural defences of this area, where ancient people coming from far away chose to live, because of the warm climate and the fertile earth. 

Events

The summer event called "La Notte del Mito", narrates the legend of Palinuro: Virgilio in his "Eneide" wrote about Palinuro, Enea's helmsmen. The night was falling and Palinuro was driving Enea's ship when the god of sleep appeared with Forbante's features: Forbante tried to convince Palinuro to go to sleep, because the sea was calm and there would have been no risk for the ship. Palinuro told to Forbante his idea was insane and so Forbante, the god of sleep, simply touched Palinuro's head with a branch of a tree immersed in the river Lete, and Palinuro fell asleep. The god of sleep took Palinuro and threw him in the sea: Palinuro spent three days and three nights in the sea, dragged by the waves, clung to the rudder tore up from the ship while he was falling in the sea. On the fourth day, a giant wave flung him on the coast, near Elea (called Velia by the Latin people), the Greek city. But as soon as he touched the ground, hostile people killed him.

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