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The door of San Giovann i Battist a church was open so we ducked in side and I took a few pictu res in side there as w ell. There w ere a numbe r of very old statues, manhattan beach hotels heads of sai nts, and a number of antique crucifi xes in the e ntryway.
Af ter about an hour of scramblin g up and down the twisting basalt cobbled streets and s tairs we had worked up a bit of an appe tite and were ready for something to eat , so we headed hom e to Il Sogno. I made a frittata with some of the leftover manhattan beach hotels pasta, manhattan beach hotels some eggs, prosciutto, pecorino and
ricotta, and made some toast with the last of our bread. In the midst of this a cat which we had made with three years ago suddenly manhattan beach hotels appeared in the liv ing room. We had not seen her until this moment and had wondered what ha d happ ened to her. She seems to make her way from house to house over the terracotta tiled roo fs. The door to the little balcony had been open and there she was. Perhaps she is a regula r visitor when the Phillips are here , but not knowing for sure, we showed her the door after a few pats and a picture.
After our brunch and on e last coffee I headed down the winding steps and out the Porto Ro mano Gate to the bus stop where I hopped on the bus to Poggio Mirteto Scalo. I wanted to buy some more cheese and
This time , Marco was not at the counter. I guess he deser ve s a day off every now and then. There are so many amazing things to choose from. I bought two types of pecorino: fresco (a couple of days old)
Around five o'c lock I got a call from Giorgio that he was down beside the fountain outside Friends with some friend s! Richard and Candace got the table and the r e freshments ready while I went down to meet Giorgio and two other visitors. Who could they be ?
time we have visits from our Italian manhattan beach hotels friends we learn some new vocabulary... During our first face to face encounter with Giorgio we learned the word passaparole which means "word of mouth" and also mozzafiato which means "breathtaking". It is probably better that we do
This blog is about a love affair I have with a still little known and underappreciated part of Italy, the Sabina. Situated largely in the Province of Rieti to the northeast of Rome, the Sabina has its roots in the ancient Sabine people who lived in the area from before the time of the Romans and ultimately merged with the Romans in Republican times. Ever in the shadow of Rome, during the Renaissance the Sabina was part of the Papal States and therefore never achieved the high profile and name recognition that other independent city states, principalities manhattan beach hotels and regions did in that period. Some of my friends from Sabina lament the fact that few of their fellow Italians manhattan beach hotels know about the Sabina. It is no wonder then that it is not that well known abroad. My partner and I stumbled on the Sabina when we were looking for a quiet, less-travelled part of Italy to stay in during a trip there in 2009. Since that first fateful trip a few years back our connection to and love for this fascinating region has grown deeper through the personal relationships we have made with some very special people there. manhattan beach hotels You can complain all you want about Facebook but I am here to tell you that Facebook and the connections we made with people in the region through Facebook before our second trip to the region has changed our lives forever. Over the next while I will share a number of stories about our recent visit to this truly spectacular manhattan beach hotels part of Italy and introduce you to not only some amazing places, things to see, do, taste and eat, but also some pretty amazing people. I would like to thank our friends Alessandra Finiti and Giorgio Clementi for allowing me to use their spectacular photos of the region. I am deeply indepted to them and to Signor Fiorenzo Francioli, Proloco of Montebuono and the best tour guide you could ever ask for, Stefano Aperio Bella, owner of Casperia's Friends Caffe and pioneer founder of A.S.E.T. Casperia, an organization that provides visitors with cave exploring experiences. I would also like to thank our dear friend Nicoleta Stoichescu, who along with Stefano, guided my partner Richard and I on our first cave exploration at Grotta Grande di Monteleone Sabino. I would also like to thank our dear friend and Casperia native Clelia Angelelli who by reaching out to me through Facebook manhattan beach hotels introduced both me and my partner to a host of amazing friends, and enriched our lives forever. Siamo fieri locandieri! And a heartfelt thanks and deep appreciation to Chris and Meg Phillips whose own Italian dream made all this possible. Grazie infinite! Alla famiglia!
Though my educational background has a focus on Asia, and my former work life focussed on Japanese tourism to Canada, for the past twelve years I have worked researching the history of close to 900 houses in Vancouver, and 40 in New Westminster.
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