My name is Augusto; I’m from Rome, and I’ve been walking for seven days. All I carry with me is a tattered cloak, a jug of wine, and the promise I made to Bacchus: to reach...
In Moniga del Garda, where time seems to slow down and the light from the lake caresses everything, stands a villa that is more than just a home: it is a place for the soul....
The villa appears almost without warning, as the road gently winds its way up through the hills of Petacciato. The sea stretches out in the distance like the backdrop of an oil...
He had his hands dirty with lime and salt, she had hair scented with sea breeze. They had met at the market in Rosignano, on a spring Saturday. She sold olives and dried...
Just a stone´s throw from the quiet bend of the Panaro River, where the echoes of river commerce still seem to whisper among the waters, lies a unique opportunity: not just a...
We discovered Bagolino, this town with a funny name, almost by chance, driven by the desire for a quiet vacation but full of authentic beauty. This enchanting village, nestled...
I still remember the day I went to the movies with my mother to see Titanic. Sitting next to her, as the screen filled with majestic images and intertwined destinies, I had the...
We are in the province of Salerno, nestled on a hill where Eboli dozes in the summer heat. The ancient part of the town dominates the last stretch of the Sele Valley, with the...
As I wait for a cab outside the Comiso airport, I am kissed by the tender April sunshine. I fear that I will be making the journey with an anonymous new had with a chemical...
Your dream of a villa in an exclusive, sheltered and sunny place but at the same time reachable in five minutes from the center of Rovereto is finally achievable. On the...