Bagni Di Lucca – Feels just like home…

Within an hour of being in this little village we were smitten.  

Maybe the tree covered mountains coming down to a winding rocky river, reminded us of Daintree or something, but it just had a welcoming and lovely feel. 

Across from the Ponte Serraglia there is a lovely little Bar Italia that served a pretty good Aperol Spritzer on a hot day.  It’s sister shop Il Monaco a fantastic pastry/coffee shop. As you all know, I could live on Pastry and Love alone.  A sprung up kind of news stand that sells English newspapers, a post office and tabacchi.  What more could you want.

Met Adriano soon after and he took us to the proper town of Bagni di Lucca and once again rose up the hillside to ‘Casa Tesori’. A beautiful stone converted barn that had been split into three apartments awaited our arrival.  A beautiful view over the town and onto the hills that surround Bagni di Lucca was just delightful and a million shades of green again.  Very peaceful and quiet location with a fairly hefty walk down the village that I contemplated for about 3 seconds.  

Beautiful pieces of rock wall peeping out between the concrete render.  A mini staircase that had treads all beautifully crafted of timber, but only half the width of a normal staircase – so felt a little like a tree house.  Would never pass a Kev Romano building and pest inspection at home I can tell you. 

Ella had the top floor complete with separate loo and the washing machine. Not normal laundries here like at home. Just a washer wherever they can squeeze it in.  On the middle level was a massive glass and stone bathroom with bathtub that seemed a bit out of place in a couple of hundred year old house.  Go down another five or so stairs to a bathroom on its own and then to the second bedroom with its own roof.  I love the open roofs but not particularly practical if they need a new roof and the water is seeping in. 


On the ground floor was two lovely little sitting areas, a kitchen and dining room.   But all in all a fantastic designed home that leads onto a massive terrace on a couple of levels to make it interesting. The levels and the quirkiness were charming.  It belongs to an artist in the States, Larry Vigon who is a rather intense and interesting artist.  Great sculptures, paintings and books everywhere.  Even better music collection Alby and Ella copies onto i-tunes. I loved the free range garden complete with a little pear tree with a handful of fruit just waiting to munched on. 

We spent three days here just hanging out and relaxing really. Story of our lives at the moment.  Ella at last had her 14th birthday and went horse riding which she thoroughly enjoyed. Yes, she finally got her Tiffany bracelet and loves it.  I hunted and gathered some extra little bits for her but nothing beats the bracelet.


Alby and I were happy to explore the little village and drove to Devil’s bridge and a couple of other little villages. Devils Bridge was apparently built by some dood that the locals thought he was building it for the devil since it went so high into the air.  Very well made bridge but was a steep climb to the top.


On our supposed last day we went to pick up Ella from horse riding and Juilietta took us on a wild goose chase like no other.  We are sure we saw glimpses of Greece. So after many frustrating hours finally found her and then proceeded onto Lucca to sort out our mobile phones that had stopped working to find out we had been ripped off.  So paid for more credit just to get on with it.  Just at that time Alby realised that he had left his medications bag at Bagni di Lucca about 40 mins drive away.  We were hot and some of us were cranky and thought, we just need to stop another night at Bagni and start again and hope for a better day before venturing off to Vinci. 

This is what 14 looks like…

The look of 50 plus 14…

I just loved this photo of roofs in Barga.  They are made very differently here.  A flat terracotta tray with about an inch rim down each side and then a half of a round terracotta pipe sits over the top of that.  The water hits the half pipe and runs onto the flat bits to drain the water down.  There are concreted terracotta half pipes along the hips (sometimes on the ends to keep the birds out) but that is it.   These then often run into full length copper pipe – we are yet to find out why copper, maybe it’s cheap here or doesn’t freeze or something – so can’t explain that bit.  The big rocks you see on roofs means that a lot of folks need a new roof.

Nowadays they insert insulation and sisilation to help keep the water out plus have a different lining inside that are two layers of flat terracotta with an air gap in between to keep the heat out and the warmth in. Berry interesting…

Ok, now off to Vinci in search of Leonardi…