An ancient city to be discovered slowly, a baroque heart to bite plane, a Spanish around venules and courses sailed by sumptuous palaces and churches of great beauty. A haven of stone that is right there close to the sea, just around the corner. Trapani hidden by the curtain of the houses of the poor sailors for centuries are its true soul, is a marvel marked by infinite sequences of dwellings belonged to princes and barons, convents and churches boast of ecclesiastical orders here were powerful.
V. Course Emanuele and Via Garibaldi, Trapani, constitute the cornerstone of the historic center, two roads with similar fates, but with different foundations: the first, Rua Grande, already traced James II of Aragon in 1300 and the end of the buildings intended for civil and religious power, the New rua, and seventeenth-century patrician, with the houses of nobles and dignitaries of the old Civitas. The way Torrearsa unites and merges the two arteries, one story in combining the two seas that face behind them. From here the scene is enlivened by baroque architectural changes that cut a flight of nineteenth-century houses that fall from the Mediterranean shores of the Tyrrhenian Sea, in a straight rock nervously interrupted by fanciful wrought iron balconies. St. Augustine is the first spell, an open space on which dominates the facade of the fifteenth century church, a rosette embellished with interlaced arches converging nell'Agnus Gods. Corso Vittorio Emanuele opens with a spectacular fifth of the Senatorial Palace, built by Don James Cavarretta in the seventeenth century, the ancient seat of the Loggia of the Pisans. Columns, statues, niches, arches enliven the three orders of the prospectus, all the way to raising the stream of light coming from the sea. The church of the College and the adjoining monastery, now high school, are the main front of the course. The Jesuits built their temple in the early seventeenth century, favoring a baroque style here finds its best expression. Capitals, gargoyles, cherubs, swags and pilasters embroider the front of the church.

The Cathedral, at the end of course, be seen sticking to the wall. The prospect of John Friend in 1748 Biagio entire machine gives a refined elegance of stone portico with three round arches, which opens in the top two bell towers and a dome surrounded by four small cupolas. Any road that leads down to the port is ready to reveal more secrets, provided that you walk with your nose. The old prison of the seventeenth century, recently restored, with four magnificent telamons which support the pediment, the church still in Purgatory architect priest Giovanni Biagio Amico, with the statues of the apostles who embroider the outline above. Inside are twenty groups of the Mysteries. Spain is a piece of the old hospital Locatelli Square, a stone's throw from the sea, a seventeenth-century building with baroque set in a clearing stolen from other latitudes. Freedom is back by the road that runs along the walls of the north.

I saw beautiful portals and fanned out, show the mania of the seventeenth century the middle class to adhere quickly to new architectural trends, pointing especially to the statements of the houses. Like Palace Melilli with sponges that Stone framing as pearls mounted on a tiara .. Suddenly open other scenes, which are tiny principalities, with the inner and outer courtyard, outside the front door, directly on the public highway. Here Mokarta palace built by Don Martino Fardella favoring a classical setting with elements of Baroque Mannerist tradition. I'm still the portals to dominate the architecture of Via Garibaldi, the New rua. Stuck in the teeth of the Renaissance palace in the prospectus of the Barons of Scirinda Burgio, or fan in the anonymous eighteenth-century buildings that are interspersed among the churches of S. Albert, Carminello, Santa Rita. Via Garibaldi leaving for one of its sides which leads first to San Nicolas where you can watch the restoration work in progress protobasilica the eighteenth century, and organ works of art included.
Turn the case between the veins of this piece of the old town, you'll admire buildings of incredible beauty, overlooked by the tourist signs. As the fourteenth-century façade of Palazzo Burgio embroidered by three lancet windows, one mullioned window and unfortunately also by deep lesions. Recovered well however, is the end of Via Garibaldi Milo palace of the eighteenth century, with a precious carved wooden door frames and balconies of baroque (home of the Sovritnendenza BB.CC), and palace Fardella with a perfect harmony between the portal, shelves and eardrum. Further down, Riccio Moran Palace (seat of the Presidency of the Province), recently restored, with original frescoed halls and tiled floors (open to visitors). He turns the corner and now the sea is the only master of the scene. Among rocks, cliffs, sand and beautiful sunsets. Freed by the beauty of old stones.

Text of Giacomo Pilati - Photo Gallery of Fabio Marino