In an Italy famous all over the world for its long history, for its artistic and architectural culture, for its beautiful coasts and for the mountains, as well as for the many cities agrave; artistic, in this Italy, there is a small village so small that it has only one hotel inside it, in the province of Nuoro, its name is Orgosolo.

The city that is now famous for many curious travelers, came to the fore only in the sixties with the first murals. The murals are a sort of modern frescoes and in this case, they beautifully cover numerous facades of the palaces of Orgosolo. In particular, the murals depict everyday scenes, of a political nature as well as slogans of all kinds. The murals that cover the citizens' homes perched on a side of the mountain, public buildings and any other space, give this town a lively and colorful tone.

I am in the small main square of the city where numerous villagers are resting chatting cheerfully with each other, from here I take a side street and meet immediately the first mural depicting a baker who kneads the dough for bread. Walking through the numerous streets, sorghum now images with a religious background, now images of everyday life. Among these stands out a mural depicting the whole roasted pork, a typical dish of the province. The city with its many murals is a real open-air museum that I think it's a shame to escape.