Do you ever hear about somebody who did something so incredible, and think, ‘holy sh*t, what they’re doing? That, that’s living the dream!’ – well, Mike and Kelda are those people…
They left behind busy cramped London, for the stunning scenery of Le Marche in Italy. Kelda and I work together, and along with 2 of the other work girls, we decided to hop on a plane and go out to check out for ourselves what living The Dream is really like.
Flying into Ancona, we picked up our rental car and went on our way to Le Marche.
Eventually we found the motorway roads winding out, into longer climbing hilltop roads, driving through a busy town or two, and then eventually taking a left turn, and driving slowly into the most beautifully rustic village – it was like something from an old film.
We parked up outside a tiny cafe, and text Kelda to let her know we’d arrived. Suddenly our friend came beaming round the corner, hauled us in for a huge hug, and took us into the local cafe where it was proseccos all round! And, as if it wasn’t already amazing being on holiday, the revelation that proseccos were about one euro per glass in the village made everything even more amazing…
We spent a good hour or two catching up over prosecco and crisps, whilst the locals gathered by us to play cards, and stop-in to see one another. Then, it was time we made our way back to where we’d be staying for our two day whistle stop tour.
We were super tired, but so happy to be in Italy, and the smiles on our faces only got bigger as Kelda and Mike put on an amazing spread for us. Kelda is an insane cook, the table was laden with beautiful salads, freshly baked foccacia from the local bakery and pink fizz to accompany it. We watched out over the rolling hills as rain rolled in and swiftly departed again; the smell of it on the earth was just the perfect accompaniment to the food and the company.
It was time for a hot shower, a quick nap, and some fresh coffee to get ourselves feeling human again, and then a wander back to the local village for the most incredible dinner at a local family restaurant. Divine steaks and home made ravioli – which was the real highlight. Butter and sage, with the ricotta having just a hint of lemon in.
More wine flowed throughout, until it was time to go home, and tuck in for the night, ready for the next amazing day in Le Marche…