the warm
sun makes everything more enjoyable, but i think that I would have considered
our day in Asolo perfect even during a
storm.
arriving at
Asolo is beautiful. led by an uphill winding road, you get more and more
fascinated by the deep green, the mountains silhouette, the messy perfection of
that town which is slowly appearing clear.
Asolo is a
little town nestled between the hills in Treviso province like a gem, with pale green as horizon
all around.
our
gazes were
constantly upturned,
catching the beauty of those old houses, which seem to compete with each other
in an elegance contest. in the narrow streets there was scent of jasmine. it climbs
on the walls of the buildings, framing in green and white the old iron signs
and graceful streetlights.
in the past, Asolo was a place where intellectuals, poets and artists loved to take refuge, think, and compose contemplating the stunning landscapes. it all begins when a queen, called Caterina Cornaro, was exiled here from her throne in Cyprus. she made her court by inviting the best artists of the XIV sec (the tower of her castle appears in the first picture).
then, between 1800 and 1900, it was again chosen as home by italian and foreing artists, like the writer Robert Browning, the actress Eleonora Duse, the explorer Freya Stark. it's easy to imagine them, and all the intellectuals who came here, walking under the arcades, their hands clasped behind their backs and an absorbed expression.
maybe that's one of the reasons why there are many foreign travellers coming there, even if it's small and far from the main tourism circuit.
typical cafès and hosterias are a tempting distractions. it's a good place to taste the Veneto simple cuisine, and a perfect location to shop some cheese, coming from the nearby Mount Grappa. i bought some Morlacco cheese myself, bringing home a taste of this lovely day.
have a nice weekend ♥
