I already tried to post a review, but obviously messed up along the way. Probably, this was a subconscious ploy to keep Palazzo Forani off the radar.
My sister and I wanted to take our other sister and her two children somewhere special for her 60th birthday.
Things started well as we picked up the car rental, without problems, and followed the directions given by Deirdre - I forgot to bring the map and guide books, which, with hindsight, was a blessing.
Getting off the ring-road and motorway, we could soon see the surrounding countryside where we would be spending the next five nights. The roads began were empty and everything seemed to be going fine.
We arrived at the little bar and petrol pump just outside the wall of the old town. I went to get some drinks, and on my return saw my sisters talking and laughing with Anna Maria in mutual incomprehension. She squeezed into the car and directed us to the parking place at the back of the Palazzo. A twisty-turny driveway up to the residence with a couple of hand brake pulls and more laughter, things were going along swimmingly ... but then we saw our accommodation.
Anna Maria opened the door and took us into the kitchen. From the moment we stepped over the threshold, it was all 'oooohs' and 'ahhhhs'. Anna Maria was doing all of the talking, because we were just overwhelmed. The place had such charm, the feeling space with all its nooks and crannies and yet homely, as well. And the drawing room! The only thing wrong with the drawing room, was that I wished I had brought my crinoline.
I won't go into all the things to do; everyone will have their own ideas. I should mention, though, that Anna Maria can bring you her delicious fresh pasta dishes, if you decide to eat in one night. Also, a small deli off the square outside the old town, sells lovely meat and cheeses. There is also a small supermarket for for more general necessities.
However, what kind of necessities are really necessary in Palazzo Forani, set in beautiful countryside, where you just automatically relax into the surroundings?
As an adventure tour leader, I had to listen many petty complaints; remember, at breakfast, never to ask how anyone slept and pray to God, Allah and Bhuddah that my fellow travellers would see the appeal of their next lodgings. Sometimes I knew that the next place was special; Palazzo Forani is that kind of place.
We fell in love with Italy again, diolch yn fawr, Deirdre, Anna Maria and Carla. Wil and family