This village had a large car park in front of the long wall along the side of town. Medieval walls and arched ports led us to a cute stroll through time back to the Renaissance and dinner at a cute family style trattoria. A nice old Nonna who was sweet to Lucas and patient with my spotty Italian led to gnocchi bolognese and tagliatelle. Molto bene. We had some antipasti too. Lucas' insistence that we head home meant no dolci (dessert) for us... home and sleep came in no time.... after a ride in the dark through the gravel back roads and our headlights coming upon hundred of sleepy sheep and two very loud, pissed off sheep dogs!