It was a beautiful castle - high up on a hill looking over the city, and there was a beautiful sunset to match. My family were eager to please, as always, and wanted to get a closer look. I agreed, stressing it wouldn't be any trouble to just look round outside. It transpired that the castle was shut. At that point I'd have gone home - not that I wasn't grateful, but I was tired after camp and I really didn't want to put my family out at all.
That is not how Italian hospitality works.
It was a true out-of-body experience. Never in my life had I ever expected to be doing that - with a family I barely knew, though they had welcomed me with very open arms into their home.
This is why I love Italy.
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