What we can hear from our room: silence. Especially because we were too afraid to open our window for fear of bug and cat intrusion. It was so quiet it was hard to fall asleep last night.
Today we rested. We went into the closest little village for lunch and to pick up some groceries. Back at our place we wandered the property and close hillsides and found goats and bunnies and endless vineyard and olive groves mixed with golden wheat and wildflowers. It is so peaceful here.
The town of Greve is charming. Every time we have driven in it smells like flowers and somehow reminds me of Jamma's perfume.
The food has been fantastic. Everywhere we go, but some places noticeably more amazing. Today's dishes were top notch. We basically get primmi patti (pasta), 1/4L house wine (basically the same price as water) and on occasion an appetizer to share.
In the evening we opened the bottle of wine (Chianti of course) that our host, Emanuele, left us. Late in the evening he came home and we enjoyed talking to him about music and culture. It's been raining in the latter part of the day. We drive to Venice tomorrow and are hoping for favorable weather again.