Massawa, the spring of 1935. Already the winds of war blow. No need to be fortune tellers to see that the tensions with neighboring Abyssinia will result in open conflict. After border clashes in Ual Ual, the Duce has already made clear his intentions. And the clumsy attempts by the British Prime Minister Eden to coax and / or intimidate Italy are not intended to be successful.
At the port of Massawa is interspersed with military convoys and merchant ships that, after a long journey across the Mediterranean, the Suez Canal and the Red Sea, continuously discharging cargo and passengers bound for the colony. I
eight in the morning but is already hot. While in Asmara and other cities of the plateau the climate is mild enough to merit the definition of "eternal spring", on the Eritrean coast the sun and the heat wave does not grant reprieve. A little 'further south, in the Danakil Depression, is one of the most desolate and inhospitable deserts of the world, where the thermometer can reach as high as 50 degrees. When hitting the road in
greater Aldo Morosini, Journal of the police service to the colonial police in the eastern lowlands, feels his coat sticking to the skin even more and the first trickle of sweat run down my spine. E 'in Massawa for some time, but still can not get used to the terrible weather of the "pearl of the Red Sea." Perhaps there will never.
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