There in the west, where Sicily ends, on a promontory exposed to the sea and wind, stands the city that the Phoenicians called Lilybeo and that the Arabs wanted to rename Marsa Ali. Around a center, small but steeped in art and history, opens a vast territory that includes an infinity of scattered hamlets, the so-called “contrade.” In the lands around here, far from the hustle and bustle of the city, a wine with an ancient and glorious history is produced, with an unmistakable taste and aroma: Marsala. The seafront promenade, very beautiful for the many palm trees that follow one another on either side, will take you directly to the bathing area where free beaches and equipped lidos alternate. There, on hot summer days, when the sun does not fail to make its presence felt strongly, a clear and inviting sea will open up to your eyes. On the opposite side, in the direction of Trapani, an even more unusual landscape awaits you instead: the Stagnone Lagoon with Mothia and the other small islands that are part of the Nature Reserve and, a little further on, the Salt Pans with their salt collection tanks and windmills.