Somewhere midway in the white-capped channel between Punta Ala, Italy and Elba it occurs to me that I am about to duplicate the steps which Napoleon Bonaparte took 200 years ago when he sailed into the tiny port of Portoferraio on the north shore of the celebrated island.
I was introduced to prosecco on a trip to Venice, which is, as it turns out, the perfect place to have this experience.
The little magic that occurs when a chef’s expert hand meets the raw material of fresh food can’t easily be understood by mere mortals.
Indulgence is sweeter than ever. Eighteenth-century Venice saw the birth of the chocolate house
The Luna Hotel Baglioni is the oldest hotel in Venice. It dates back to the 12th century and is just a short distance from St Mark’s Square and the Doge's Palace.
Carnevale begins with some special events commemorating the Carnevale’s of the past.
I am an ardent fan of the author Sarah Dunant. Her books, invariably set in Italy, are always intelligent and enjoyable. Her interest in Italian Art History is a real draw and being both a writer and painter I knew that a trip to Italy to paint was always going to be on the cards one day.
A marvelous transformation happens in Venice in the month of December when the tourist population declines to half of the normal August droves.
Most tourists to Venice make plans to see the main sights. However, there’s a whole other city to explore a few streets beyond.
The waters of the Lagoon of the beautiful city of Venice contain a rich variety of fish, like for example small sea bream, sea bass, clams and shellfish.