Memorable Sunset Hike and Grandpa Knocking on our Door

After the long rich meal of the cooking class and days on end of carbs and wine, we were in danger of not fitting into our clothes for the rest of the trip. We decided we wanted a good long sunset hike. Dana had been wanting to watch the sunset all week and we were always at dinner (except for the roof top dinner, where we could see the sunset while having dinner).

Abandoned farm house that we saw on our hike.

We found Carlo on the property and he pointed out a great hike that we could do that would take us about 2 hours and was 5-6 Kilometers. It had a few hills, but that is exactly what we needed.

We were captivated by the way they roll up their wheat fields. I stood in front of one for perspective on size.
Cool well we found on the hike, it was dry but totally fun to look at and think about how they used to use that back in the day for water.

We had no idea how beautiful this hike would be when we left. It was so quiet and you could see rolling hills for miles and hear only nature. The sunset was spectacular and we saw 8-10 deer on the hike just running in the meadow.

Fun directional signs on the hike.

We were so happy we opted out of dinner this night and took a hike in glorious nature exploring and watching the sunset. It was one of the most beautiful and peaceful evenings of the trip. I know I will never forget that hike!

Walking off into the sunset.

We got back around 9:00pm (the sun sets at about 8:45pm, so it was still pretty light). We both took showers and then we heard knocking at our door. Grandpa is known for knocking on doors to see who wants to come out and drink grappa with him at night.

The glorious sunset on this night.

They even made signs for each door so that he knows which door he can knock on and which door he cannot. The side that has two wine glasses clinking picture on it means, ‘it’s okay to knock.’ The side with the night scene means, ‘we are sleeping, do not disturb.’ We did have this sign up and now we know grandpa doesn’t read signs.

How the farm looked when we got back from the hike.

We sat in our room whispering and giggling knowing we weren’t going to open it as we were already in our PJs. Then we hear a ‘It’s Luciano’ being whispered. As if we didn’t know it was him. That made us laugh so much. In that moment, Dana and I could have been in high school again. Something about having to remain hidden and being quiet when you feel like you can’t takes you right back to high school. We had quite the abdominal work out that night from laughing about that, long after he left.

The metal sign they made for grandpa to know if it was okay to knock to invite guests to drink grappa with him. If wine glasses are clinking, it’s okay!

Between the hike and the ab work out, we just may have burned some decent calories on this night!