Where to take her - Florence

Imagine you happened to be the close friend of a prodigiously wealthy Italian nobleman with flawless taste and side interests in late-Renaissance art and infinity pools. Then imagine his excellency invited you to stay at his sumptuous 15th-century mansion on a hill in Fiesole, just outside Florence, telling his seemingly endless entourage of immaculately turned-out and compliant staff to keep a special eye on you.

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This is the strange but alluring feeling you can’t escape at Il Salviatino, from the moment you are escorted up the candlelit staircase by your personal consigliere, to the first time you parade the manicured gardens like a leftover relic of the Grand Tour years.

The real beauty of Il Salviatino is that you can get a lift into town in the morning to consume as many frescoes, statues and bowls of tourist-priced ravioli as your brain and body can take, but when the queues start to tire and overload kicks in, the Il Salviatino rescue van (carpeted, of course) will shepherd you back to the peace of the empty patio, where you can silently take in the view of Brunescelli’s Duomo with a glass of Peroni, that Grand Tour illusion safely back in place. salviatino.com