If I could visit Italy once a year it would be here.
Every July there is a Jazz and Wine festival but you never know the dates until 30 days before. So, you have to book a trip and remain flexible with your itinerary until you know the dates, and then race to book everything around it.
I have been here so many times it's a little ridiculous. I have fallen in love with Roberto and Lucilla, our hosts. They are like family. They have a beautiful 6-room villa in the heart of the historical center of the city. When we left, Robert said, "I almost feel guilty charging you to stay here." As a gift, his wife packed us 1.5 liters of freshly made olive oil and a jar of her homemade marmalade to take home. She said the Italians always say, "New olive oil, old wine."
The other perfect person of Tuscany is Luciano. He owns a restaurant and his wife (or whomever runs the kitchen) makes the most beautiful handmade pasta. It's called "pinci" and you pinch a little pasta dough and and hand roll it to make thick, delicious noodles.
Then there is the wine. Let's just say we "tasted" a lot of it, and sent home two cases of the best wine in the world, at least to us (and all of the world top wine reviewers).
Join us for a 20-hour road trip from Rome to Milan with awesome stops in between! First stop, Hotel Lord Byron in Rome, and a visit to the Borghese gardens and museum. The hotel is one of my favorites in Rome - it is close enough to trek to the center of Rome, and yet perched on a hill, in the beautiful neighboring Borghese Villa and Gardens. It's less expensive than staying in downtown Rome, and my favorite question they ask when you book a room is, "Madam, may I offer a car to pick you up at the airport?" Why, yes you may!
We had only one full day in Rome, and decided to visit the Galleria Borghese.
Here’s a close up of the backside of this sculpture:
The story of this sculpture was anything but soft - entitled the Rape of Prosperina - depicting Prosperina being abducted by the god Pluto and taken to the underworld. Does this look like marble or flesh? My mind was blown.
The next morning we rented a 5-speed Lancia and headed to Tuscany.
Posted by Melissa Visconti Moreno at 9:35 PM