Visiting a wine museum or winery in Tuscany is one of the highlights of the region, but how about a whole town dedicated to Italian wine? The World Wine Town of Castagneto Carducci, in Bolgheri, a small settlement (75 mi/120 km from Florence), has arrived straight from your dreams to soak your senses in Sassicaia, Ornellaia, Grattamacco and other exquisite wines that have acquired a legendary status among connoisseurs.

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How do you create the perfect wine town?

If the amazing feat of the Italian entrepreneur Franco Malenotti and his team makes you think about your own dreams, here are a few necessities you’ll require to found your own wine town. You should have a centuries-old farm situated in Tuscany (other world famous wine regions will do, too). Then, you will need an Oscar-winning art director to design your wine museum. Someone like, let’s say, Dante Ferretti…

For the whole project you’ll need at least 12 million euros, because you want this to be a genuine, world-class wine center, not just a tacky theme park. We wish you the best of luck – please send us an invitation when your wine destination is ready!

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Sensory Wine Museum

Have you ever wondered what wine used to be in the time of the Etruscans? The Sensory and Multimedia Museum in Bolgheri is housed in a two-story building (dating back to the 1500s), exploring the history of wine and food from the region in an emotionally engaging way. After having covered the olden days, you’ll be able to hear some contemporary stories about wine told by the very people who make the delicious drink today. The museum features a wine tasting area where you can decide which wines to add to your favorites.

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What else can you do in the wine town?

Open up your senses and try the organic and carefully selected food at one of the three restaurants in the wine town. Most products are local and have traveled only a short distance, which makes your dinner fresh and sustainable. A visit to the culinary school will open your mind to the secrets of the local delicacies, while the Wine Academy in Bolgheri is among the best places in the world to discover the subtleties of your favorite drink. A campus for students studying Tuscan wines will soon open.

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>>> Our interview with Christopher H. Warren is here. 

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One summer I exhibited a room of my home. For ten days in August a few artisans and many merchants set up their wares along a route that passes through the old town. Incongruously, most of the objects came from or seemed to be inspired by far-flung places like Central America, Thailand, and India. On occasional evenings musicians invited by the organizers sang pop songs in English.

At the time, I was completing decorative touches on what is now the living room. Using hand-colored lime, I painted the walls a light pastel yellow, and the fifteenth-century wooden ceiling a light blue. Two thin dark lines mark the change from yellow to blue at the top of the walls, with a broad dark border at the base. Around the perimeter of the room I mounted photographs showing the ruins of homes from the side of town that was condemned and abandoned in the 1950s. Although dilapidated, the interiors showed how houses were traditionally decorated, and the photographs revealed the inspiration for my painted room.

In the early summer, as I was applying one of the ten coats of lime to walls and ceiling, townspeople would stop in to ask why I was not exposing the wooden ceiling and simply whitewashing the walls—a contemporary trend popularized by city “sophisticates” who had been buying up available habitations to use as weekend retreats. It became apparent that the townspeople, some of whom could well remember their old homes, equated the colorful, decorated interiors with what many of them viewed as their provincial and primitive past.

During the exhibition, I continued to paint the room and was eager to learn people’s impressions of the photographs and the room. I set up a table with glasses and a five-liter bottle of the wine I make in my cantina according to traditional methods. The surprisingly good “American” wine proved to be a successful draw, and the range of thoughts was both amusing and gratifying. One offended sophisticate from Bologna claimed that my painted ceiling was a travesty and, despite my photographic evidence, insisted that I remove the paint and expose the wood. A haughty professoressa from Florence congratulated me on my “post-modern” interior design. I was more interested in what the townspeople thought, and most were very complimentary about the room. This was surprising to me, as these new sentiments were in such contrast to almost everyone’s initial reservations about the work of period restoration I had proposed. Two elderly men testily asked me why I had gone to all the trouble, but after a glass of wine and a brief discussion, I overheard one remark to the other that being in the room made him feel young again.

The previous owner of my apartment, Ernesto Capelli, quickly recognized the only person pictured in the exhibition. Some time before, I was wandering the empty rubble-strewn streets and noticed that a top floor in one of the abandoned buildings had partially collapsed, revealing a room with what appeared to be a small picture frame and clothes hanging on a peg. I got a painting ladder from my home and balanced it on four blocks of tufo to get up to the bare beams of the second floor, where the boards and tiles had fallen through and been removed. Even more precariously, I then carried up other blocks of tufo, placed them on a beam, and put the ladder on top so that I could pull myself up into the room. As I did so, the ladder slipped and clattered all the way down to the ground floor.

The room seemed perfectly preserved from another time, and I immediately decided to reproduce the pale cyan color of the walls in my own home. There was a single bed, a wooden table and chairs, a small corner closet with some personal items, and a few dresses and shawls on hooks. The brass picture frame contained a photo of an elderly woman. I photographed the room, stepping gingerly as the floor was decidedly unsound and a large crack in the wall indicated that the building was soon to follow others that had fallen into the river valley. I then had to figure out a way to get myself back down. No one would have heard my voice if I were to call for help, so I fashioned a hook out of a hanger, tied the old owner’s dresses and shawls together and was able to pull the ladder up, after many tries, from forty feet below. I told the story at one of the bars later in the day, including the detail that I had been tempted to take the lovely frame and picture but had decided to leave it out of respect—and some remorse for having ruined the elderly lady’s garments. One week later I walked by the building again and noticed that the frame was gone. Nevertheless, I had the photo, and it was one of the pictures I included in the exhibition. Ernesto said that the woman was his Aunt Teresa Capelli—sister to his father. I learned later in the town hall that Teresa was born on the March 14, 1888, and died on January 21, 1944. Teresa was a spinster and had no children. Ernesto confirmed that I likely was the first person to go into her room since her death forty-five years before.

As I had hoped, several elderly people were moved to stop by during the exhibition and recall how their lives had changed since they had left the old town. Others were able to identify homes and owners from the photographs of the abandoned shells. I have spent a considerable amount of time wandering the streets of the far side of town and could only imagine the vibrant life that would have animated those streets only fifty years ago. On another occasion, I was surprised when a short old woman with white hair and in her black widow’s dress appeared at my side. To get to where we were, she must have climbed over a fence and picked her way, somewhat perilously, along a path strewn with broken tiles and blocks of tufo. That had been her home, she explained, pointing up at an open stairway filled with rubble. The black hole in front of us was one of Sorano’s four old bakeries. Every week, she went on, her mother would make the dough, stamp it to identify it as their own, and take it to the oven to have it baked, as did the other families. We chatted a little longer, about the relatively poor quality of the bread made by the one baker in town nowadays, and briefly remarked about the lost skills with which every family supported itself in the past, and we went our separate ways.

As I walked away, marveling at how the woman had briefly brought to life the little corner where we were standing, I happily realized how I could get beyond my superficial understanding of the town in which I live. The quotidian detail about the bakery was already greatly illuminating to me. By relying upon the memories of the old people who had lived in the town, rather than my own romantic imaginings, I could make the town live again, if only in my mind.

I set about interviewing many of the old people I had made contact with in my years in Sorano. I had heard occasional stories and brief histories and legends while I helped Ivana pick her olives, had my morning coffee with Michele, ate lunch with Annetta, or drank wine with Leopoldo in his wine cave, but I now went to them with my tape recorder and asked them to tell me their personal stories and remembrances in detail. Almost everyone obliged me, although some were suspicious of the motivation of the strangely curious American. One would answer volubly, excitedly and tangentially recalling the great history of Sorano, while another would be brief, reluctant to speak about bitter events and the sad “primitive” past. Their collected memories form a broad and eloquent portrait of life in the ancient hilltown. I questioned Luigino, Matilde, and Gino, who had all lived at some time on the short lane where most of my property lies. Peppina and Augusto were born in town, had moved to big cities, but had returned to Sorano and acutely remembered life there before the war.

Maria left Sorano in the 1930s, immigrating to the United States. I found her in an apartment on Webster Avenue in the Bronx. Despite my keen desire to speak again with the old woman in her widow’s dress, whom I had encountered alone on the abandoned far side of town, I was never able to find her. None of my old friends knew who she was. I think of her now as my guiding apparition.

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Featured image: The “far side” of town, which faces south west and was almost entirely abandoned when Chris came to Sorano in 1988 | © Christopher H. Warren

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The list below contains the sights of interest in Florence, which you must see. How much time you will spend doing it – that s up to you.

The Cathedral of Saint Mary of the Flower (Il Duomo Santa Maria del Fiore) – the world’s third biggest cathedral. Its octagonal dome with no external buttresses is revolutionary for its time. In addition to the beautiful mural paintings and frescoes, a colossal clock from 1443 awaits you – it is in working order to this day and runs counter clockwise. 463 steep steps lead to the top of the cathedral, giving a magnificent view. It is located at Duomo Square (the cathedral’s Square – Piazza del Duomo).

Piazza della Signoria – this is the heart of Florence, the biggest city square. Here stands the Old Palace (Palazzo Vecchio) with the clock tower, in front of which aristocrats met in the past. The square is surrounded by sculptures by famous artists, among which is a reproduction of Michelangelo’s David. Go to one of the cafes and enjoy a cup of espresso, delicious tiramisu and unforgettable views to the city.

The Fountain of Neptune (Fontana di Nettuno) – according to a legend the water-splashing bronze statues of mermaids, fish and sea nymphs come to life at full moon. Neptune’s statue is 4.2 m tall and was created by Bartolomeo Ammannati. It was erected between 1565 and 1575. It is located at Piazza della Signoria, next to Palazzo Vecchio (the Old Palace).

The Old Palace (Palazzo Vechio) – You will recognize the Old Palace from a distance by its clock tower. It was built in Gothic style. Until 1540 the council governing the city (Signoria) held its meetings there. The Palace also used to be home to the Medici family. Today, among the halls open to visitors, are the beautifully decorated Hall of Lilies and the Room of the Elements. The city government still holds its meetings here. The Palace is situated at Signoria Square.

Ponte Vecchio (the Old Bridge) – if you are crossing the bridge with your loved one, don’t forget to bring a padlock, lock it to the bridge and throw the key into the river so that your love lasts forever. The covered bridge spans over Arno River since 1345. The shops here used to be owned by fishermen and butchers, but the Medici drove them away because of the unpleasant smell, and brought goldsmiths and jewelers instead. The jewelry shops are still among the most prestigious and expensive shops today. According to a popular urban legend Germany never bombarded Florence and the bridge because it was Hitler’s favorite city. This is probably not true but the view of the bridge would not let you destroy it either.

Michelangelo Square (Piazzale Michelangelo) – this is the highest point in Florence and one of the most romantic places in the city. Florence is in your feet! You can enjoy a magnificent view to most of Florence’s sights and Arno River from here. The most famous sculpture by Michelangelo is situated in the center of the square – “David”, there are souvenir stands around everywhere. It takes about 20 minutes walking from the city center to get here.

Uffizi Gallery (Galleria degli Uffizi) – unique art pieces from different epochs are displayed here, among which pieces from the huge collection of the Medici. You will see paintings and sculptures by Giotto, Michelangelo, Raffaello, Rubens, Titian, Leonardo da Vinci and other famous artists. From the gallery terrace you can enjoy a beautiful view to Ponte Vecchio (the Old Bridge) and Arno River. It is at the last floor in the Uffizi palace.

Basilica of the Holy Cross (Basilica Santa Croce) is famous as the tomb of many famous people from Italy. Michelangelo, Galilei, Machiavelli, Dante Alighieri and other Renaissance artists and explorers were buried here. It was built in a Gothic style with a rich façade and stained glass windows. It is located in the center of Florence.

Gate of Paradise (Porta del Paradiso) – the east doors of the Baptistery of Saint John – one of the oldest buildings in Florence. The two huge wings of the gate shine, decorated by gilded bronze, representing biblical plots. The frame of the doors is richly decorated with flowers, birds and characters from the Bible. It is close to the Duomo.

The National Museum of Bargello (Museo nazionale del Bargello) is a completely preserved palace from 1255. Paintings and sculptures by Michelangelo, Donatello, Verrocchio as well as lots of weapons and ceramics are collected in its spacious halls. The headquarters of the military captain (bargello) was here, hence the name of the palace. It used to be barracks and prison before it was turned into a museum.

Gallery of the Academy (Galleria dell Accademia) – the original sculpture “David” by Michelangelo as well as many more sculptures and paintings of Florentine artists are kept here. A musical section was opened in the gallery where old musical instruments are displayed. It is located in the center of the city.

Pitti Palace (Palazzo Pitti) – this is the biggest palace in Florence. It used to be a residence of the great dukes of Tuscany. Here you can find the Silver Museum, the Carriages Museum, the Gallery of Modern Art with rich collections of paintings and sculptures as well as the Porcelain Museum and the Costume Gallery devoted to the history of fashion. You just have to walk around the splendid Boboli Gardens (Giardino di Boboli), part of the palace, with beautiful fountains and artificial caves. It is located at the southern coast of the Arno river, close to Ponte Vecchio (the Old Bridge).

House of Dante Museum – it’s a reproduction of a tower house from the 18th century and is located in a city area, which historians consider to be the birth place of Dante. You will see documents, maps and drawings related to the life and work of the writer. There is also a book store, where the writer s works are sold both in Italian and many other languages. You can find it at 1, Santa Margarita Str.

The Boar (Il Porcellino) – the bronze statue at the central market in Florence, close to Signoria Square. The original marble figure, found in Rome and brought by the Medici to Florence in 16th century, is kept in Uffizi Gallery. The copy in the central market was cast by Baroque master Pietro Tacca. If you rub its snout, you will get rich or you will come back to Florence. If you put a coin in the boar s snout and it falls through the underlying grating, your wish will come true. Are you ready with coins for a wish or two?

Grab an ice-cream – you can try very delicious and very exotic ice-cream here. At the ice-cream carts in the town or in the small ice-cream parlors, together with the lemon, strawberry, stracciatella, chocolate flavors, you will also find flavors you didn’t even think existed. Learn how to choose the best ice-cream in Italy.

Shopping in Florence – there are beautiful and expensive jewelry in the Ponte Vecchio (the Old Bridge) stores. Prada, Gucci and Armani have producer s stores in the outskirts of Florence; at the end of the fashion season you can buy clothes at half price there. There are mainly jewelry at Ponte Vecchio. At the Sunday flea markets, organized in the small streets, you can find any goods at bargain prices. At the Central Market (Mercato Centrale) during the week and at the New Market (Mercato Nuovo) next to Ponte Vecchio there are carts with fresh fruit, cheese, bread as well as clothes, leather goods, ceramics and home goods at accessible prices. You will also see many outdoor carts selling all kinds of leather goods – bags, belts, gloves. They are famous for their high quality, and at the end of the day many sellers are willing to bargain and give you a significant discount.

Nightlife in Florence – the night life in Florence is concentrated in the bars around Signoria Square in the city center. A diversity of live music clubs, bars, discos as well as elegant restaurants with Tuscan specialties. A beautiful end of the evening could be the romantic view to Florence’s lights from Michelangelo Square. The night city is expecting you. Ready, steady, go!

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We contacted Christopher H. Warren who shared details about the book and his life in Sorano, specially for 203challenges.com.

>>> Read an excerpt from the book HERE.

– Who is Christopher H. Warren and what are his dreams?

– I have a lot of interests. When I first moved to Sorano, it seemed like the ideal place to pursue my passion for making ceramic sculpture. I had thought that I could spend half the year making sculpture, and the other half continuing my work as a documentary photographer. In reality it took me many years to get to the point where I could devote even a relatively small portion of the year to my artwork – and that was partly because it took me much longer to finish the renovation of my home and garden than I imagined, particularly as those projects – the house and the garden – always got bigger. Ironically, my dedication to Sorano and the home I made here meant that I also undermined my work as a photographer. Thirty years ago, a professional photographer – or anyone really – could not just disappear and spend months working on house renovations, even if it was in Tuscany. When I first got to Sorano there basically were two pay phones – one in a town bar and the other in a restaurant. No cellular phones and certainly no Internet. I was cut off and out of touch. Nevertheless, I did continue to work on and off, and I got to making a studio and doing some of my ceramic sculpture. I also participated in and ran an important international art show that was based in Sorano for 10 years, which introduced me to the business and administrative sides of the art world, which I quickly realized were not for me. One of my other great interests that I have cultivated in Sorano regards Italian cookery, and I have done some simple and fun YouTube videos about the Tuscan table. My next book, “Feasts from Paradiso,” is about my garden and caves and the feasts – traditional, historical and fanciful – that I hold there throughout the year. My current aspiration is that “All the Noise of It” is successful and brings attention to some of my other efforts.

– Which of your previous habits have you lost being part of the local Sorano community?

– The implication of the question is that habits are bad, I suppose. I can’t think of anything bad that I have stopped doing – except for perhaps eating poorly. I now eat much better! I can say that I have lost illusions. I had a certain illusion about the greatness of America and the power that bestowed upon me. Although the idea of America is good, a lot that has been done in its name in these last years has tarnished its image. Americans are not as admired or loved as they once were – like during the period post-World War II. So, I no longer count on that odd idea of a protective veneer – and maybe even a strange sense of superiority it gave me.

– Share a story you have heard from the old inhabitants of Sorano!

– I think you will have to refer to my book for the many stories that the old inhabitants tell in their own words about their past life in Sorano. Basically, up until 1960, life was as it had been for centuries in the old town – and it wasn’t easy. My old friends became tough and resourceful and genuinely interesting characters for their experiences.

– What are stereotypes about Tuscany you have found to be wrong?

– There is the stereotype that Tuscany is forever summery, flowery and gently amusing, as evidenced in that now-famous book by Frances Mayes, “Under the Tuscan Sun.” I facetiously thought of titling my book “Under a Tuscan Cloud” – a cloud that brings replenishing rain, but also damaging hail and unpredictable vortices.

– What are the reasons why Sorano has turned into an almost abandoned town?

– Unless you dig deeply enough, Sorano and other rural towns in Italy are unappreciated and thought of as being primitive by their own people. Particularly after World War II, most of the rural population wanted to escape what was then an essentially feudal society of wealthy landowners and the rural peasantry and seek better opportunities in the cities and abroad.

– Moving to Tuscany to restore a house and live there has turned into a collective dream of many Americans and Europeans. What would you tell them as someone who has been all through this?

– Basically, if you have enough money, you can buy a dream house in a dream location, have it renovated for you, and have wonderful superficial holidays. But, if you wish to invest sweat and tears and renovate a place yourself and become a member of a community, it is a steep and often very frustrating learning curve. Frankly, to those people who come new to Sorano or other small rural communities in Italy from the U.S., the U.K. and many other countries of the world, I always advise them to think of their place as a holiday home, and not as a year-round residence. I managed and became a much stronger person for my experiences – but other people could be overwhelmed. Sorano is beautiful and wonderful, but there are always clouds looming, and one never knows what those clouds might bring.

– Share something inspiring with everyone reading this!

– One cannot help but be inspired by the ingenuity of man to adapt to his surroundings and create safe, functional and beautiful places to live in. Sorano is built upon and surrounded by outcroppings of tufa – volcanic magma. Men determined that the magma could be cut into blocks for building and so Sorano and many of the other hilltowns in the area were built out of the tufa. Local veins of clay were found, and terracotta was used from making roof and floor tiles and drain pipes to pots used for cooking. Everything used was local. 15 kilometres away the land is predominantly clay, so most of the hilltowns around Siena are made of brick. This idea of living locally is inspirational and an essential lesson for the future of mankind.

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For more information check Christopher H. Warren’s website.

Featured image: Sorano, a view from Christopher’s garden | © Christopher H. Warren

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