We arrived in the late rainy afternoon. The next day of Sunday Easter. Quite cold outside, everything closed, no people on the streets. Carlo, the host welcomed us warmly, and we felt homely. He was preparing to make a fire in the chimney and on the kitchen table a delicious cake made by his mother was tempting us. So kind, so open we appreciated his joy to be a host and have us as guests. We enjoyed the house, the kitchen and the garden where we spent most of the time. Our mornings were fresh and energized due to the sun and mandarines from the garden. Our children enjoyed the space, the greens, the play,​ the freedom given by the yard and garden. We felt it as our second home and we were sad when we left. For me, a host home is not about the amenities is about the energy and joy of the host just doing this. A contribution to other life. Hospitality is about loving people! I will definitely recommend the place for those who would like a true life experience.