Italian Journeys
with Isabella and Luigi Dusi
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Italian
Journey ‘We reached Mezzaselva on the stroke of midnight. Everyone was fast asleep. The postilions tore along the road so fast that it took my breath away, but in spite of my regret at travelling in such haste and by night through this lovely country, deep down inside I was happy that a propitious wind was behind me, hurrying me on towards my goal. At dawn I saw the first hillside vineyards." |
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