Author Gayle
Or is it? Maybe it’s about the location, too. And the company. Or a combination of any or all of these factors … Whatever the question, though, the answer is always the same. To enjoy incredible Italian food, in spectacular… Continue Reading →
The race has been run and Fezzano won! We’re delighted to report that the home teams have taken out the 2023 Palio del Golfo in both the women’s and men’s events. The men’s victory was hard-won. Fezzano had led for… Continue Reading →
We planned a day cruising the sparkling waters of the gulf, and what better way to do it? Blue skies, summer sun, luxurious motor launch … fabulous! Okay, we didn’t really cruise the bay in this, though we’d have liked… Continue Reading →
About an hour north of Fezzano, the small town of Borgo Val di Taro sits in the beautiful Alta Taro valley in the Apennine mountains. It’s an area renowned for natural beauty and fine food, including production of that legendary… Continue Reading →
The day began with a trip to the post office – always an adventure here, though not always a successful one. We’d bought small gifts for our granddaughters, Aila and Billy – both of whom turn 10 in September –… Continue Reading →
Last time we were in Italy, we spent a good part of the summer in a village on the shores of the Gulf of La Spezia in Liguria. Fezzano is one of 13 villages dotted around the bay and, in… Continue Reading →
We’re back. A lot has happened in the three and a half years since we were last in Italy, not least being the global pandemic that shocked and rocked the world. Covid certainly made us more cautious about travelling, and… Continue Reading →
It’s been a busy few weeks. The highlight, of course, was celebrating Gracie and Nate’s beautiful wedding in the Yarra Valley; what a wonderful, love- and laughter-filled day that was. Since then we’ve been here in Brisbane, getting our home… Continue Reading →
What a time to land back in Brisbane. Warm weather, flowering jacarandas, cackling kookas and swooping magpies. And that view across the hills of the inner west – pitched tin roofs, skinny stilt legs and lacy-latticed verandahs. Of all the… Continue Reading →
It’s that time. After more than two years away, we’re heading home. Though the journey isn’t quite over yet. We’re travelling east via the Trans-Siberian Railway – 76-hundred kilometres, three countries (Russia, Mongolia and China), six time zones. Moscow to… Continue Reading →