An Italian Summer | First days

A little more than a month ago, my family and I spent a week in an villa outside of the Italian hill town of Montepulciano. This was a trip inspired by my mom's 60th birthday, fulfilling her dream of bringing us all together in an Italian villa. The experience of living in this villa, surrounded by ancient hillsides with ripe Italian grapes and bahh-ing sheep, was nothing short of fantastical.

As I really can't begin to express my awe of Italy, from the medieval hill towns, to the majestic cities, to ruins of the Roman Empire, I hope these photos help to help the story for me. 

This is the first of several post from this experience, starting with this series, from our first days in the villa. Check in to see the next leg of the journey. 

xo Chelsea

The view from our Airbnb in Pisa, Italy. This was our first night sleep after a 24 hour journey The next day we traveled by train and car to Montepulciano. 

The view from our Airbnb in Pisa, Italy. This was our first night sleep after a 24 hour journey The next day we traveled by train and car to Montepulciano. 

Arrived at the villa, this was the view from the pool. I know. 

Arrived at the villa, this was the view from the pool. I know. 

The most stoic of the group, mom was always the first in the mostly freezing pool each day. As we watched from the side, testing the water timidly, she would assure us that the water was certainly warmer than the previous day, even though we all knew it was exactly the same. 

The most stoic of the group, mom was always the first in the mostly freezing pool each day. As we watched from the side, testing the water timidly, she would assure us that the water was certainly warmer than the previous day, even though we all knew it was exactly the same. 

More views from the pool/villa. 

More views from the pool/villa. 

Sheep's milk cheese. I'm a serious fan. 

Sheep's milk cheese. I'm a serious fan. 

Lady K's Costa Rica motorcycle burn and some Montepulciano red.