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We are not buying an olive grove

Riding in the trailer behind the red tractor on the driveway

“We are not buying an olive grove. Way too much work.” We can still hear ourselves saying it when we started looking for a place to live. Until we visited Casa Tre Pettirossi and instantly fell in love with the houses, the hills and the thousand and one olive trees.

We could already see ourselves walking around there with our daughters. We pictured long tables full of food and guests, people around big open fires, natural beauty to cherish and lose ourselves in. Living self-sufficiently, away from the programming. Far enough from the cosy bustle, close enough to be in the middle of it in no time. Stumbling upon this place feels like a gift we would love to share.

In April 2027 we officially open our doors. Until then we are busy renovating and making olive oil. Here we tell you how, with ups and downs, we are finding our way in Italy.

A presto in Italia!

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