Such a sweet room, with very sweet hosts (I met Ettore and his mom). I loved the fine linens, the antiques, the apple tree out the window, the grapes hanging on the balcony, and the funky-artsy-rustic vibe of the place. A fan kept me cool at night. The rooms are in an old farmstead--very interesting place architecturally. Good coffees and teas are available all day long. Parking was a few blocks away. I walked up to the old town and then back down--it's about 30 minutes each way. Lower Bergamo seems perhaps to be a victim of Italy recent economic woes, but immigrant shops give it life: I passed Chinese restaurants, Moroccan butcher shops, kebab places. The upper crust live in Upper Bergamo--it's very chic and beautiful. Shopping is fun up there because you won't find the usual Italian chain stores, but rather whimsical one-of-a-kind shops. Anyway, I had a great afternoon and evening in Bergamo, thanks in large part to my delightful stay at Ettore's place.