Walk in Italian nature and art...

We spent most of the day taking long walks around the vineyard and the surrounding rolling hills. Everything was still green from the recent rain. I felt like I was more in Bali, Indonesia than Northern Italy. When we arrived back at the B&B, Mario gave us a tour of his other passion, pottery. He uses the same technique as they did in the Middle Ages. He is part of an artist community that promotes art installations in nature rather than in a stuffy gallery with artificial light source. Mario even makes his own soap to benefit his art installations.

A weekend in Italy

I cannot think of a better way to spend a birthday weekend other than eating pasta, drinking Italian wine while wandering the beautiful Italian alps with my man. Luckily for me, my husband was a willing participant in my weekend folly. The only problem is that after the Italian border via car, one is assaulted with a narrow two lane highway peppered with tons of tunnels and a plethora of angry/crazy/blind/high Italian truck drivers. As we consulted our GPS, for some strange reason , my husband and I start to get tired and bicker in the car. As we finally entered the medieval village that hosted our b&B Casa Cambi I started to get nervous when I noticed how ugly the buildings were leading up to our romantic town....I started to doubt the wonderful and romantic photos I saw on the B&B's web site. Maybe it is all a scam...We are in Italy for god sake's.....