Sicily deserves better than the looming prospect of a giant bridge that will never get built | Jamie Mackay

Troubled waters over the world's longest suspension bridge are no surprise. The Italian government should be funding public servicesA dozen or so times each day, as Italy's southbound Intercity rail service arrives in the Calabrian town of Villa San Giovanni, the journey comes to a dramatic halt. The train is decoupled from its tracks, carefully loaded on to the deck of a ferry, and secured in place. The entire cargo then eases out into the Strait of Messina en route to Sicily. Invariably, this 25-minute crossing becomes an impromptu community moment. Passengers abandon their carriages, flocking to the ship's top-deck snack bar to share freshly fried arancini, trade anecdotes, and admire the vista over Mount Etna's distant peak, before returning to continue their journey by rail.For tourists and itinerant visitors like myself, the ferry crossing is a charming novelty. For local people, however, it has long been a defining part of their identity. In his 1941 novel, Conversations in Sicily, the writer Elio Vittorini describes a group of fruit pickers congregating on the boat's deck, feasting on large chunks of local cheese and enjoying the view. As the narrator joins them, he is transported to "being a boy; feeling the wind devouring the sea", while gazing out at "the ruins along the two coasts", separated, poetically, across the water.Jamie Mackay is a writer and translator based in Florence Continue reading...