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Villa Fontelunga, Tuscany Edmundo waits patiently with our driver Marco at Fiumicino Airport for Juanita and me after our twenty-three hours flying from Sydney. After another three hours driving north, we finally arrive at Villa Fontelunga, abloom with spring flowers. We are welcomed with the first of what is to be many glasses of Prosecco, …

o much for the madding, queuing throngs of tourists in the cobbled streets and piazzas of Firenze! The closest we get to Michelangelo’s David is a plaster replica in the window of a souvenir shop, and there’s no way we’ll be visiting the Duomo today with the queues of waiting tourists snaking around the building. …