Rogue Carver on the Loose in Italy
Part 29: June in San Rocchino, Provincia Di Lucca, Tuscany
The unassuming hole in the hedge through which passage lies to a world of color, vitality and life.
The final four weeks of my three month Tuscan Adventure were spent at San Rocchino in the foothills above Lucca. This wonderfully colorful Bed and Breakfast is the work of Monica Massei, the fourth generation of her family to live in the large stone farmhouse. What a truly fabulous place to collect and gather my thoughts, arrange my mind, sort out my priorities, and plan my return back into ‘the real world’.
Monica has created a superbly original and comfortable bed and breakfast that affords her guests a most magnificent and unhurried quality and pace of life, and aside from being a very friendly and classy lady she also loves to arrange tours, dinners and visits to the many local attractions. She is also a lot of fun, imbues a great energy and love of life, and genuinely encourages her visitors to feel completely at home from the moment we arrive until the inevitably sad goodbyes…
Not only are the rooms stylish and well equipped, the garden and grounds beautifully maintained, and the swimming pool kept in immaculate condition, but each window of my room opens onto views that sweep the valley.
Many and varied are the things that I already miss about San Rocchino but few images summon or capture the essence of the month of June than the deliciously ripe strawberries acquired in the nearby town of Borgo a Mozzano just a short walk down the hill.
Monday morning, June 30th, 2014, I sadly bid my adieu and took the train to Florence and thus took my first steps on the journey that would see me arriving at Aspen airport at a little after 7 PM on Wednesday July 2nd – my three month Tuscan Adventure finally at an end.
Coming in to land, and coming in it must be said at an odd angle and a rare bird’s eye view of Aspen…. with the airport top right.
And so, after three months my great Tuscan Adventure was finally over. Sad as that is I am still happy to report, four days after touchdown is that the sights and sounds, the colors, the antiquity, the chaos and chemistry that is Italy is still very much alive and well in my mind, and over the coming weeks I’ll continue posting the photos and stories I never got around to posting in real time.
Until next time then, happy travels, Martin.