48 Hours in Cagliari

“And suddenly there is Cagliari,“ wrote DH Lawrence. “A naked town rising steep, steep, golden-looking, piled naked to the sky.” Adrian Mourby explores this ancient Sardinian city… You have to choose your angle these days to see the Sardinian capital as Lawrence did in 1921, but the Aragonese fortress (known as Castello) still towers over […]

The Sound Of The Dolmites

Chris Allsop attends the Sound of the Dolomites festival for world-class music in a breath-taking natural setting, and then discovers the unspoiled gem known as ‘Little Venice’… The hills are alive with the sound of music. Except this is northeast Italy, not Austria, and it might be a tad rude – if not inaccurate – […]

Passport to Seborga

Marina Spironetti visits the intriguing city state of Seborga in western Liguria. Fiercely independent, it still boasts its own currency, its own passport and, yes, its own prince… Small countries have always fascinated me. From Andorra to Liechtenstein, from Monaco to San Marino – tiny states with their own history, proud to be different. I […]

Setting Sail in Liguria

Marina Spironetti explores the most beautiful seaside locations in eastern Liguria, while learning how to become an old salt… How do you say lupo di mare?” “Hmm… salty sea dog,” Kate answered. “Oh well, I think I am more of an unsalted land bear.” “So am I,” exclaimed my friend Silvana. Aside from a few […]

Casa Tre Archi Fractional Ownership

Immerse yourself in traditional Italian life in the beautiful medieval town of Petritoli. Casa Tre Archi is a 210 m, 3-bedroom town house attached to the ancient turrets and entrance arches of the charming medieval town of Petritoli. There are three levels of outside space, including a stunning 50m2 roof terrace with sea views, 3 modern bathrooms, beamed […]

48 Hours in Ravello

Dreamily serene, with breathtaking views across the Amalfi Coast, tiny Ravello has long inspired major artists, writers and musicians. Fleur Kinson heads to this sublime little heaven… Like most visitors, my 48 hours in Ravello begin in Amalfi. I had been hurtled to this famous coast’s eponymous town along the hair-raising Amalfi Drive, gasping each […]