Montegiordano to be exact.

After breakfast in a friend’s lovely little house, it took about an hour to reach Montegiordano. That included one of the twistiest roads I’ve ever been on. Luckily we had a good and brave driver.

It was a pretty little town up high overlooking the sea.

There were Murals and decorated houses everywhere.

Best to just look at the photos.

It wasn’t far from there to the party where there was good food and friendly people.  And the view from the veranda wasn’t bad either…..

I’d forgotten how good it felt to be out and about.

What a lovely Sunday.

Cheers🍷🍷