Isolated on a cliff, in the heart of the Biferno valley, Oratino is a borough of transhumance, on the routes of the ancient sheep tracks. This is a bitter and sweet south at the same time, which makes virtue of its contradictions.

The inhabitants, for example, denigrated in the disputes between neighboring countries as "turnabout", have made the sudden reversal of direction their flag. 

On the monumental cross at the top of the bell tower, in one of the four sculptural panels, they placed the allegory of the face turn: it is the putto that turns its back to the observer and holds the weather vane in his hand. The two-faced Janus who is up there maneuvers with the wind the direction: it is always possible to change - it seems to say.