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Era già tutto previsto awaits at Marina Villa Igiea in Palermo, a 2025 Bali Catspace catamaran purpose-built for groups seeking space, comfort, and seamless exploration of the Tyrrhenian Sea. With four cabins sleeping up to ten guests across twelve berths, this 12.31-metre catamaran offers the rare combination of intimate cabin retreats and generous shared spaces—ideal for families, close friends, or small corporate groups wanting to sail together without compromise. The twin-hull design provides exceptional stability and shallow draft, opening access to hidden anchorages and coastal villages that monohulls cannot reach.

Life aboard revolves around the expansive cockpit, where comfortable cushions invite morning coffee and evening aperitivos as the coast unfolds around you. The boat's modern systems work quietly in the background: electric winches and a lazy bag make sail handling effortless for all skill levels, while air conditioning in each cabin ensures restful sleep after days on the water. Four full heads with electric toilets mean mornings run smoothly, and the onboard generator, solar panels, and voltage converter provide reliable power for phones, cameras, and galley appliances throughout your week.

A typical seven-night charter from Palermo traces the Aeolian Islands—Mondello's sheltered beaches give way to Cefalù's pastel harbour, then Salina's dramatic volcanic cliffs and the emerald waters around Stromboli. The included dinghy extends your reach to remote coves where swimming and snorkelling reveal Mediterranean clarity. Provisioning in Palermo's markets and smaller island ports becomes part of the rhythm; fresh pasta, local wine, and just-caught swordfish transform galley dinners into shared celebrations. Whether you're an experienced sailor or new to bareboat chartering, Era già tutto previsto's intuitive layout and reliable equipment create the foundation for a week of unhurried discovery—anchored in crystalline bays as the sun dissolves into the horizon, the gentle clink of rigging the only sound beyond your own laughter.