The Guestlog
The Guestlog
The Guestlog
Words left behind by those who have stayed. Kept as they were written, with their permission, and shared in part here.
We have travelled a great deal, and rarely has a house received us with such quiet intelligence. Vincenzo, who looked after us throughout, seemed to anticipate every wish before it was spoken. We left feeling we had been guests in a private home rather than a property.
We have travelled a great deal, and rarely has a house received us with such quiet intelligence. Vincenzo, who looked after us throughout, seemed to anticipate every wish before it was spoken. We left feeling we had been guests in a private home rather than a property.
A family from Geneva · June
The kitchen alone would justify the journey. Each evening the chef came to the terrace to speak of what he had found at the market that morning, and each evening he surpassed the last. The simplicity was deceptive. It was, in truth, the work of a master.
The kitchen alone would justify the journey. Each evening the chef came to the terrace to speak of what he had found at the market that morning, and each evening he surpassed the last. The simplicity was deceptive. It was, in truth, the work of a master.
M. and Mme. L. · Paris
I spent my mornings in the garden, and came to understand it as the soul of the place. The gardeners tend it with a devotion that borders on the reverent. One of them walked me through the grove at dawn and named every tree. I have not stopped thinking of it since.
I spent my mornings in the garden, and came to understand it as the soul of the place. The gardeners tend it with a devotion that borders on the reverent. One of them walked me through the grove at dawn and named every tree. I have not stopped thinking of it since.
A guest from London · September
What struck us most was the gentleness of everyone who cared for us. Nothing was performed, nothing was hurried. The butler had a way of being present only when needed and invisible otherwise, which is the rarest skill of all. Our children adored him.
What struck us most was the gentleness of everyone who cared for us. Nothing was performed, nothing was hurried. The butler had a way of being present only when needed and invisible otherwise, which is the rarest skill of all. Our children adored him.
A family from Stockholm · August
We came for a wedding and stayed for something we cannot quite name. The team carried the entire occasion with a grace that allowed us simply to be present with our family. Months later, we still speak of the dinner beneath the pergola, and of the people who made it possible.
We came for a wedding and stayed for something we cannot quite name. The team carried the entire occasion with a grace that allowed us simply to be present with our family. Months later, we still speak of the dinner beneath the pergola, and of the people who made it possible.
A. and R. · Milan
One arrives at Torre di Civita as a visitor and departs, somehow, as a friend of the house. The craftsmanship is everywhere, in the food, in the gardens, in the small attentions one only notices on reflection. We have already written to ask when we might return.
One arrives at Torre di Civita as a visitor and departs, somehow, as a friend of the house. The craftsmanship is everywhere, in the food, in the gardens, in the small attentions one only notices on reflection. We have already written to ask when we might return.
A guest from New York · October