LaDolceVita - PRIMITIVO
What happens when your uncle lets you barrow his own caravan, forty-six years old , no bathroom, no more than 75 km/h, falling into pieces and with the electricity going on and off by its own decision?
The Social Club tries to bring him back in life, tries to give him soul and beliefs, kills the honeycomb living inside, customizes it and takes him back on the road towards unexplored areas around the island, haunting for spots and Primitivo locals.
Every trip has been wild, too many parties, intense horse-bbq squatting summer houses, a few accidents and hundreds of kilometers grounded between untouched spots, but, like all the good things, even this one had to end; the owner took our Primitivo back for greater needs: he had an unattended field and that caravan would have been a perfect house for his new guard dogs.
That's life, that's Primitivo!
Thanks everyone who jumped on and smashed it with us, thanks everyone involved!
La Dolce Vita Social Club