An island with flavors of the Orient where the wind changes your life and your habits. A magical word, Nevera, who knows suddenly cold and celebrates that short-circuit between sea and mountain that refreshes the air without warning. I believe that Venice has exported throughout the eastern Mediterranean; Pronounced in the small Croatian marinas, on the coasts of Epirus, Mykonos and even among Palestinian fishermen in Haifa, Israel. The island is a sensor of the universe and as soon as you relax it everything changes, the weather changes at an awesome speed and with it the light, smells, and temperature. The island takes you to the discovery of your solitude, your inner being, the wonder of the world, becoming the adventure of the soul.