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Hi interweb! My name is Kathleen but everyone calls me Kathy. I'm 9 and a half years old. Last year my mum won a holiday to a country called Italy (but they call it Italia). It's carved out in the shape of a boot :) So basically mum and dad got married aaaages ago but they never had a honeymoon, so this holiday was sort of their honeymoon. My ...  Leer Más

Miss R.

We took the ‘Super’ train to Florence on our 2nd week in Italy after being filled with Roman and Venetian delights too numerous to mention in this short vignette. After picking up our rental car we drove to Lamole and then further into the mountains of Tuscany to the villa we had rented for the week in the small village of Greve in Chianti. ...  Leer Más

Myrna S.

When a dream is realized, it is a miraculous thing. It is uplifting in a way that few things are. In those giddy, almost spiritual, moments, all is right with the world. Happiness is all you know. Some dreams are large, others small, but when they become a reality size does not matter. I had such a dream and it has been hibernating for ...  Leer Más

Jeffrey G.

Bella Tuscany! It’s a marketing image. A glossy brochure media hype that the Travel Industry is selling. My wife and I bought into it, but what does it mean? Picture Postcard Perfect: Beautiful Tuscany. Beauty? How do we define it? Is it lip-stick, gloss and air-brushing? Is it the fancy packaging that we wrap around the product? Is ...  Leer Más

Samantha E.

On this particular night , we were winding throughout the hills of Tuscany, starting to feel like throwing up curtesy of my parents spectacular driving. Now don’t get me wrong, I love my my parents, but I feel like every parent has that one flaw that has the ability to drive you absolutely insane. For my mom that happens to be driving, and it ...  Leer Más

Amara K.

I have never seen...... Green fields or the butter cup yellow of rape bursting into flower; The pencil pines standing like sentinels around rustic farm houses, Or poppies, like splashes of scarlet paint dotting the roadside, As I have in Tuscany. I have never heard.... Bird song. - No less at mid-day than at dawn And the cuckoo's ...  Leer Más

Sue S.

My family and I were rented a beautiful villa in Panzano. It was me, my husband, our young daughter and both of her grandmothers - my mother and my husband's mother. We had a rental car and became quite familiar, not to mention quite confident, about our ability to get around to all the wonderful places we wanted to visit on our journey through ...  Leer Más

Lynne H.

It is not necessary to be religious to experience a profound spirituality in a visit to San Galgano, a soaring Gothic ruin not far off the Firenze to Siena highway, nor to Sant'Antimo, a small romanesque abbey church in what was, in the middle ages, a thriving Benedictine monastery, nestled in a grove of ancient olive trees in a quiet valley near ...  Leer Más

Sally and John A.

Standing on the large patio overlooking a deep valley golden with fields, green with vines, silver with olive groves, dotted with red roofs in little clusters, we peeered hopefully through the glass doors into Osteria dell' Ignorante. A pretty woman opened the doors with a smile that boded well for lunch. "Aperto>" I asked. " Oh, ...  Leer Más

Sally and John A.

Cortona, situated in the southernmost part of Tuscany, nestles into the hillside, revealing mesmerising views which define the very essence of the region. We had chosen the town hall, a stunning medieval building with its very own Romeo & Juliet balcony, in which to marry, although I was hoping our love story wouldn’t end quite the same way. ...  Leer Más

Georgina C.