The merchant’s house echoes with mixed and oriental sounds, with the sea, with coins, but also with teachings. Because the merchant teaches us that we learn from our mistakes. In the nearby tree house and playground, we can set sail, albeit only with our imagination, travelling to distant lands just as the Merchant did.

We don’t have the seeds of the magic flowers of the Grand Turk’s daughter, but we are even luckier because we have the magic fruits of the land of Apulia.