Our first Farmstay ( Agriturismo)

What no beer!!

Sound like a dinkum Aussie don't I.
We arrived at the open padlocked back gate of a large vineyard. No one answered the buzzer or the phone and it was a 1500m walk to the front gate.
We are only 80% sure it is our Farmstay and their may be dogs.
Tense negotiations occurred between the tired, hot travellers.
Another phone call settled nothing as a man asked if we were at reception and understood nothing else.
An impasse ensued
Magically - the phone rang
A lady with better English eventually understood and with joy in our heart we slipped the padlock and commenced our 50 metre journey.

A pool!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
No beer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Much wine!!!!


Our host advised us that they could only sell what they produced and so no beer and no dinner menu.
Yes we have cheese and Aqua frizzante, and for dinner we can do a plate of local produce with our wine.
We were two kilometers from a trattoria and so we said YES.

When we arrived their was a large consignment of luggage in the foyer but no guests. I suspected that our multinational rucksackless ladies would bounce up the drive a few hours later. In fact it was 3 sixty something American couples with day packs arriving in a minibus from the end of this days Via Francigina ( 2 kilometers away). They spent a  two hours in the pool then joined us in the courtyard for dinner.
To our amazement they were served pasta, seafood and (possibly) beer.
Our host was a lovely chatty lady who was obvious aware of the mysteriously appearing menus.
She came to our table and sincerely apologise. They are with a tour company who insisted we provide these meals she said. We really aren't cooks but we had no choice, she said.

Our meal was delicious and we told her so!
The view from the balcony was also great.

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PS I also enjoyed the pool😀