a vineyard villa

Get ready to hate us.  

After a month in the Ederle Inn.

One. Full. Month. 

We moved into a home. *cue thunderous applause*

Which was no small feat.  *praise hands* 

Our 18th century vineyard villa offers panoramic views of the terraced orchards and trellised grapevines and flowering fruit trees that grace the verdant landscape.   

Straight-up fairy-tale.

Renaissance chandeliers bedazzle our foyer (French pronunciation, please).  Our bathroom even boasts a charming bidet- which my demure daughter has dubbed the "butt washer." So classy.

Don't let me fool you- There are a million inconveniences associated with this Old World convent turned rental villa.  I'll share them in time.

Oh, and as fate would have it- there is a gypsy community right across the street. Perfecto! 

Batten down the hatches. 

Meanwhile, I am drowning in boxes and sinus infections and pneumonia bouts. More pictures to come.  Or just come see it for yourself.

BUT- Please don't ever misunderstand our life here: It will be lovely and it will be marred. And that is life.

Arrivederci, amico mio.