Villa Sweet Villa

Villa Sweet Villa





It was amazing.



This was our room.

This is where I wanted to spend the next month. Or the whole summer.


This was where Bill wanted to spend the next..well, forever. There was a 3 hole golf course they enjoyed as much as I enjoyed the pool.


Unless he decided to ride bikes.


But he’d come cool off in the pool afterwards.
(He looks good, doesn’t he?)

And I loved when he came to the pool.
Please note: I have a very cute new bathing suit I bought just for the trip. I forgot the bottoms in Houston. I had to swim in ugly ole workout shorts
with the cute top. It wasn’t a good look. A definite Glamour Don’t.

I just remembered that I meant to play more ping pong at the villa. I did get in a few games though! It was hard to concentrate on the game when there were mountains all around.


This is Andrea (pronounced Ahndraya – but spelled Andrea….which turned out to be very funny when we were looking for a woman in the town square who was to take us to the villa.) Andrea is the owners son (Leeanna had only sent him emails so we didn’t know he was a man) and he came every morning to water the flowers and open the pool for us. And yes, I did keep asking myself if I was awake or dreaming. I really thought I was dreaming.

I mean, seriously….it didn’t seem real.

But then Leeanna would remind us that it was time to make lunch. And get this!!! Bill and Tommy would go to the garden and pick lettuce for our sandwiches. And then pride themselves on how they had “hunted and gathered.” Made me laugh.

Speaking of hunting and gathering…

This was my favorite thing I did on the entire trip. Well, that and swimming and laughing. I’m picking cherries for my breakfast. Delicious!!! And then I’d get raspberries…

They were like candy. I didn’t even wash them. I’d pick ’em and pop ’em in my mouth.

I thought they were beautiful.

And the strawberries…

best I’d ever tasted.

Sometimes we’d eat out here on the patio …

But most of the time …

here on the porch.

We rarely went in here …


because it was so nice out here …


Besides, Bill had to duck whenever he went inside…

We decided he was the tallest man in Italy.

But that will not keep us from going back.

I can’t wait!

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7 thoughts on “Villa Sweet Villa

  1. How beautiful and wonderful!!! I may need to move – but at 6'4″ would that make Billy too tall???? I kind of have to take him with….

    Looks like you guys just had a blast and I'm just so excited that you got to go.

  2. I am so envious and I have a ton of questions to ask you… my dream is to spend a month in an Italian villa (even a week would be cool!) and I have a non-adventurous hubby who would fret over not being able to speak the language, etc. So how hard was it actually? Could you communicate well enough to make it work? What company did your friend book the villa through? Our 10th anniversary is next summer and I'm so tempted!!!

  3. I heard on the Italian grapevine that a bunch of wild Texans spent a week driving around at night without headlights, consumed a year's crop of cherries, raspberries and strawberries, got stopped by Italian cops, suffered broken bones, foot-raced the piazza in Sienna, got thrown out of the Vatican for revealing clothing, and so on.

    Was that your crew?

    Man, that was a fun week…

  4. I think your bathing suit choice looked fabulous…who cares what you looked like..you were in ITALY!!! Looks like you all had such a good time. I have been to those sites long time ago, and they still are breath taking!

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