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An invasion of mysterious bugs, the discovery of hundreds of skeletons in the backyard and occasional visitations from a ghost who smoked Marlboro Lights weren't what I had in mind when I dreamed of owning a home in Tuscany.
My search for a quaint country house in move-in condition near Florence instead led to the purchase of an abandoned church we referred to as "The Italian Money Pit." This light-hearted memoir will transport you to Tuscany at a time when armchair travel is the only way to visit.
An invasion of mysterious bugs, the discovery of hundreds of skeletons in the backyard and occasional visitations from a ghost who smoked Marlboro Lights weren't what I had in mind when I dreamed of owning a home in Tuscany.
My search for a quaint country house in move-in condition near Florence instead led to the purchase of an abandoned church we referred to as "The Italian Money Pit." This light-hearted memoir will transport you to Tuscany at a time when armchair travel is the only way to visit.
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