As much as we appreciate 5* continuous ridiculous luxury (and you know we do), sometimes a taste of authentic local life can be more memorable and rewarding than any gold plated Louis XIV indulgence.
Sulfur is the name of this game. The intoxicating, sweet, delicious, and simultaneously embarrassing oh no wait it’s just the sulfur smell kind of game.
Once upon a time, the mighty Hercules set off to defeat Geryon when he happened upon a hot spring with waters that so soothed his aching muscles, he no longer wanted to return home. Hercules soon purged the evil Geryon and built a temple in honor of the springs that had given him such lasting relief, which we now call the Abano Grand Hotel.
Once upon a time in Renaissance Italy, the wealthy and noble Pignolati family bought a piece of uninhabited farmland, on which they built an impressive village. Today, we call this village Verona. Now, through a path of monumental cypress and nestled among vineyards and olive groves, the magic truly remains intact at the Villa Cordevigo.
Once upon a time, deep in the heart of Florence, hidden away from the masses of tourists in the private Piazza Santa Elisabetta, there stood a gorgeous and classic building, now known as the Hotel Brunelleschi.