What can I say? I sure am happy I decided to come here, although I can see many “Let’s get lost” occasions in my future.
Here is what my landlady left as a greeting. There are sfogliata in that parcel. Yum.
And, all I need to do is open the doors to the tiny balcony and there is the hubbub and colour of this ancient city. (I am grateful for double glazed windows, though.)
I may never return to Myrtleford!
Right, off to do some exploring.