I'd stayed the night at Lake Trasimeno for one reason – to be able to get up and go to Cortona early in the morning! If you like travel books and films like me, you might recognise the name Cortona from a book/film called 'Under the Tuscan Sun'. Cortona was where Frances found a house and decided to move there. So I went to Cortona to discover what had charmed this American writer so much to make her move across to Europe and write a book about it!

I arrived early, driving up the steep narrow roads to the parking area. I think I was the first tourist there, as all I saw were the locals wandering around. Oh, I forget, I also saw a lady in her wedding dress getting photos taken in the lanes. As you do.

I wandered up the main passageway to the square and the church, then started veering out in all directions. It was such a maze, there were so many little lanes leading everywhere, then all of a sudden you'd come out near a huge church, or a steep road with cars on it, or a garden area.

My next plan was to go for a walk to try to find Bramasole, the house that features in the book. The house that featured in the movie was, in fact, also in Cortona but it was a guest house these days. As much as I loved the house in the movie, I thought the real house that the author wrote about would be more authentic.

There was a bit of bush bashing going on to get there, as I had to follow a dusty path out of the village and I kept walking through cobwebs! Then I walked along a road with cypress trees lining it. And all of a sudden I looked up and recognised the house from the description in the book. Wow, it was absolutely gorgeous - no wonder Frances Mayes moved all the way over to rural Italy to live there. I would too!

I snapped a few photos, but didn't get too close or stay too long as I didn't want to intrude. I wish I'd had a piece of paper to write a note and pop it in the letterbox, but I had nothing. So I took one last look and walked back the way I'd come.

Arriving back in Cortona, it was quite a bit busier than when I'd left it about an hour ago. I kept exploring the town, ducking down little lanes, finding Piaggio Ape's, funny little chuapels, and some beautiful doorways. It really was a treasure of a place.

I left Cortona around 11. I stopped on the way down from the mountain-top village to take a quick snap of the church on the way down, then kept going. My next destination was about an hour away, at Anghiari, which I'll cover in the next post.