The tiny Tuscan roads have a slightly surreal quality about them. They wind past olive and fruit groves, but driving on the other side of the road seems to exacerbate how many turn there really are. Arezzo is only about 30 minutes away (where we picked up cars) and the very beautiful hilltop village of Cortona about the same in the other direction. When we arrive on mass to the next café or Trattoria we are always forgiven for the big group as the waiters all cluck over the bambinos. The bambinos are so funny. They are becoming locals quicker than anyone. We pointed out to Lexie Grace some chips on the menu at the beautiful Ristorante Accademia in Firenze. She was highly offended, and with the arms crossed and the impatient principessa face, she insisted on the biggest bowl of wild boar pappardelle – Vanessa has been wondering where she will buy wild boar at home.
Sleeping under the stars 