Premise: A heatwave named Lucifer (Italians like to name their heatwaves) was also set to descend on the country, pushing temperatures up beyond the 40ºC mark and well beyond the possibility of tolerance. We headed for the mountains – not the taller, more famous peaks up North with the spectacular skiing in the winter and lush green meadows in the summer, but the older, softer hills in the centre of the country; Abruzzo. A friend of ours has a summer home in Ovindoli, a small town perched at the edge of a deep valley and overlooked by an oddly triangular mountain
Statement: A friend of ours has a summer home in Ovindoli, a tiny town perched at the edge of a deep valley and overlooked by an oddly triangular mountain
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