Tuscan Dream: Private Pool Cottage in Castiglion Fiorentino!
Tuscan Dream: Private Pool Cottage - Castiglion Fiorentino - My Chaotic, Blissful, and Slightly Flustered Review
Okay, buckle up, because this isn't your sterile travel brochure review. This is me, wrestling with the Tuscan sun, a language barrier, and the sheer, glorious, and sometimes slightly overwhelming experience that is "Tuscan Dream: Private Pool Cottage" in Castiglion Fiorentino. Let's dive in, shall we? (Literally, into the pool… eventually.)
Accessibility? Hmmm… Let's Talk About That, Because My Knees Aren't Getting Any Younger, You Know?
Right, so "Accessibility" is a loaded word here. Officially, the listing does mention "Facilities for disabled guests" (thank you, AI!), but let's be brutally honest. This isn't the Four Seasons. It's a charming cottage, nestled in the Tuscan hills. Meaning: expect some uneven paths, some stairs, and a general feeling of "rustic charm" that might be a delightful challenge for someone with mobility issues. There IS an elevator, which is a huge plus, but the definition of "accessible" might be a different shade of grey here. I'd strongly recommend contacting the property directly beforehand and being VERY specific about your needs. Don't just take my word for it!
Getting Online and Staying Sane (and Actually Working!)
The Internet situation? Well, it’s… fine. Let's put it that way. They boast "Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!" and "Internet access – wireless." Bless them. The Wi-Fi, again, is a bit…Tuscan. It's reliable enough for basic browsing and, thankfully, for video calls. I needed to work, and the Internet [LAN] was a bit of a lifesaver. Having a physical, wired connection helped keep me sane when I needed to upload a bunch of files. The Internet services themselves are what you'd expect – nothing fancy, mind you. But hey, a good connection in the middle of the Tuscan countryside is a win in my book.
Cleanliness and Safety: Gotta Praise Their Efforts… Mostly
Alright, the Cleanliness and safety section? They’re trying. They really are. I saw evidence of the Anti-viral cleaning products, and the staff seemed well-briefed on the Staff trained in safety protocol. The Rooms sanitized between stays definitely gave me peace of mind after that long journey to Italy. They offer "Room sanitization opt-out available" which, I think, is responsible, but seriously, if you aren't comfortable with the measures, why are you traveling? The Hand sanitizer dispensers were everywhere (a bit too everywhere, if I'm honest, but better safe than sorry!). Daily disinfection in common areas was evident. They even had Cashless payment service, always nice.
My one tiny gripe? A few cobwebs in a corner that the cleaning crew may have missed. Small stuff, overall though, Hygiene certification and the rest gave me confidence that they were doing everything they could.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Food Glorious Food (and Maybe a Few Disasters)
Oh. My. Goodness. This is where things become truly Tuscan.
- Restaurants (plural!) – Yes! A variety, including “Vegetarian restaurant.”
- Breakfast [buffet], Breakfast service, and Breakfast in room. The breakfast buffet was… well, it wasn't exactly a gourmet experience. But the basics were there – pastries, some very strong coffee, and enough to get you started. The in-room breakfast option was a saving grace, and I think that was just what I needed every morning with a cup of coffee.
- Restaurants are a mixed bag. The main restaurant tried hard – A la carte in restaurant, International cuisine in restaurant, and Western cuisine in restaurant are all available. The food quality varied. One night the pasta was divine, the next, well… let's just say I’ve made better at home.
- The Snack bar and Poolside bar were lifesavers. The Bottle of water was a welcome friend next to the bed. Especially after those long days of exploring.
- Desserts in restaurant: Always a good option, especially if you are in the mood to be pampered.
- Soup in restaurant: If you're a fan of soup, like me, you may be in heaven
- Asian breakfast wasn't available, and in my opinion that's a good thing.
My most chaotic food experience? Trying to order room service (Room service [24-hour]!). My Italian is…well, let's just say I wouldn’t trust myself ordering from a local farmer. I fumbled my way through the menu, made a huge mess of the order, and ended up with something completely different (but still delicious!) from what I asked for. A bit of a comedy of errors, but that's part of the charm, right?
Things to Do, Ways to Relax, and That Damn Pool
Okay, the Swimming pool [outdoor] deserves its own paragraph. It was the centerpiece of my Tuscan Dream. I could see the Pool with view from my cottage, and it was glorious. Picture this: turquoise water, sun beating down, the rolling hills of Tuscany stretching out before you. Pure bliss.
- Body scrub and Massage are available. I booked a massage, which was… heavenly. Maybe too long.
- Sauna, Spa, and Spa/sauna. I had to take a minute to remind myself to breath. I think during the steamroom I almost passed out from relaxation.
- The Fitness center was fine, nothing to write home about.
- I didn’t get around to the Foot bath, which I now regret. *Things to do: I did almost everything. However, I regret not doing more!
Services and Conveniences: The Little Things That Make Life Easier (and Sometimes More Frustrating)
- The Daily housekeeping was a godsend. My cottage quickly became a messy tornado of clothes and travel essentials, and the staff did a fantastic job of keeping it relatively tidy.
- Concierge: Very helpful, but sometimes hard to reach.
- Laundry service was quick and efficient.
- Car park [free of charge]. Yes!
- Cash withdrawal was useful, as I wasn't using cards as much.
- Doorman. Didn’t see him!
- They didn’t have my sizes of slippers. Bad.
Let's talk about the Air conditioning in public area. It worked! The Air conditioning in the room? Fantastic! Essential in the Tuscan heat.
Stuff for the Kids:
I didn't bring any, but it looked like they had Babysitting service. They're clearly Family/child friendly.
For the Room, and All Its Glory
- Additional toilet: Always a plus!
- Bathrobes: I got a robe!
- **Bathroom phone: I didn’t need to use it, but good to know its there.
- Blackout curtains: Essential for sleeping in.
- Coffee/tea maker: Morning coffee savior.
- Daily housekeeping? See above!
- Free bottled water: Always appreciated.
- In-room safe box: Peace of mind.
- Mini bar: Convenient.
- Shower: Good pressure
- Socket near the bed: Never underestimate a bedside socket!
- Soundproofing: Didn’t have any problems.
Getting Around: The Tuscan Shuffle
I had a car (Car park [free of charge], hallelujah). But navigating those narrow Tuscan roads can be… exhilarating. The Taxi service, on the other hand, seemed a bit unreliable (grumbles). Consider that when planning your day.
In conclusion:
"Tuscan Dream: Private Pool Cottage" is not perfect. It has its quirks. It's a bit rough around the edges. But it’s also incredibly charming, overflowing with beauty, and deeply, deeply relaxing. It's the kind of place where you’ll happily get lost in a moment, make new friends, and end up with a few funny stories to tell. Just remember to pack a little patience, a sense of adventure, and maybe a phrasebook. I'd definitely go back. Maybe next time, my Italian will be better, and I'll finally master that damn pasta order. Cheers to the messy magic of Tuscany!
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Okay, buckle up buttercup, because we're about to dive headfirst into the (slightly chaotic) planning of my Tuscan dream: a week at a characteristic cottage with a private pool near Castiglion Fiorentino. Forget perfectly polished itineraries, we're going for messy, joyful, and probably a little wine-soaked.
The "Dream Weaver" – Or, How I Got Convinced This Was a Good Idea (and Why I'm Already Slightly Anxious)
First, the why. You see, I've been through a rough patch. The kind that involves too much takeout, a questionable dating app subscription, and a profound yearning for something more. Tuscany. That's the something more. Rolling hills, sun-drenched vineyards, the promise of la dolce vita… and a private pool. Need I say more?
Now, for the how. This whole trip was spurred by a random Instagram ad, which, let's be honest, is usually a recipe for disaster. But this time? A charming cottage, stone walls, bougainvillea spilling over everything… and that pool. My brain went into immediate vacation mode. I’m the type who starts packing mentally weeks before the trip. I have already bought a ridiculously oversized sunhat (that’ll probably get crushed in transit.)
The Itinerary - A Work In Progress (and Probably a Lie)
(Days are generally estimates, because flexibility is KEY, right? Right.)
Day 1: Arrival & Glorious Pool-Side Panic
- Morning: Arriving at the Florence airport. The sheer thought of navigating Italian traffic fills me with dread – my driving skills are, shall we say, rustic. Hoping for good karma and a friendly driver.
- Afternoon: Pick up the rental car. Praying I don't accidentally drive into a field of sunflowers and/or a flock of sheep. (They're probably very judgemental). Then, the drive to Castiglion Fiorentino. The Google Maps estimate? Probably a lie. I'll get distracted by the scenery and end up adding an hour or two wandering down random dirt roads.
- Late Afternoon/Evening: FINALLY. Arrive at the cottage. Unpack (mostly, I'm a terrible packer). The moment of truth: the pool. My heart swells with joy… and then I have a mini-breakdown trying to figure out how the pool pump works. (Fingers crossed there’s a helpful manual… in English.) Dinner: something simple. Probably pasta. Because, Italy. Maybe a bottle of local wine. Definitely a bottle of local wine. And definitely a nap afterwards.
Day 2: Castiglion Fiorentino Exploration & Aperitivo Bliss
- Morning: Explore Castiglion Fiorentino. The hilltop town has been described as ‘charming’. I’m holding out for ‘charming’ with a side of authentic. I shall wander, get lost, and probably stumble into a church or three.
- Lunch: Find a Trattoria, somewhere with red-and-white checkered tablecloths. Order something I can't pronounce, and hope for the best. Pray it's not too touristy.
- Afternoon: This is where the magic should happen: learning to cook genuine Italian food. I signed up for a cooking class, and frankly, I’m terrified. I can barely boil an egg without setting off the smoke alarm. Praying the instructor is both patient and has a strong sense of humour.
- Late Afternoon: Aperitivo time! Find a bar with a view. Order an Aperol Spritz. (Or three.) Maybe a tiny plate of olives. Watch the sun dip below the hills. Feel like I might actually be living life.
- Evening: Celebrate my survival (and hopefully edible pasta) with a late, leisurely dinner. Maybe attempt to practice my very bad Italian while eating.
Day 3: Day Trip to Cortona – Where the Heart (Probably) Will Break
- Morning: Another day trip! One of the places I am most eager to visit is Cortona. It’s all about the movie, ‘Under the Tuscan Sun,’ but my expectations of finding the love of my life should be low. Wander the streets, maybe visit the Etruscan museum. Probably get lost. Definitely take a million photos.
- Lunch: Finding a place with a patio to have lunch and soak in the atmosphere. It must have views views views!
- Afternoon: I'll explore Cortona, get lost in the narrow streets, and try not to fall in love with everything. The colours, the smells… it’ll be pure sensory overload.
- Afternoon II: I am going to seek gelato. Because. Gelato.
- Evening: We will eat dinner. Maybe Italian, maybe not. Who knows. Then, go back to the cottage to unwind.
Day 4: Wine Tasting & The Art of Doing Nothing (Or Trying To)
- Morning: Wine tasting – in a real vineyard. I picked out a local vineyard that has a reputation for fun. I imagine a friendly chat with the staff, the smell of the earth, and the taste of heaven in a glass. I am hoping to avoid the tourist trap wineries.
- Afternoon: Back at the cottage. This is the DAY OF DOING NOTHING. And it is possibly the hardest task of all. Lounge by the pool. Read my book (which I’ll tell myself I’ll actually finish this time). Sunbathe (responsibly, of course – sunblock is key). Nap. Repeat. This is the life I've been dreaming of.
- Evening: Simple dinner. Maybe a picnic on the terrace, with leftovers and more wine. Stargazing if the weather's good. A full reset of body and mind.
Day 5: Hiking & High-Adventures (Or, Attempting To Be Active)
- Morning: Trying to get active. (Even I can feel the guilt of doing nothing.) Hike in the surrounding hills. I'm not training for the Olympics, so a gentle stroll with panoramic views will do just fine. Packing water and snacks.
- Afternoon: Treat myself after the hike. Getting some of the best local cuisine to replenish my energy,
- Evening: Another quiet evening, maybe with some local entertainment.
Day 6: Siena & San Gimignano - The "Big City" Day
- Morning: A day trip to Siena, a medieval city with the famous Piazza del Campo. It's known for the Palio horse race and I can imagine the atmosphere.
- Afternoon: Then on to San Gimignano, famous for its towers and the medieval atmosphere. This town is quite popular, so I'll try to avoid the crowds.
- Evening: Hopefully, I'll have a nice dinner in a local Trattoria.
Day 7: Departure – Farewell, Tuscany (Until Next Time!)
- Morning: One last dip in the pool. A final leisurely breakfast. A moment of bittersweet sadness as I pack my bags.
- Afternoon: Drive back to Florence. Return the rental car (hoping for no hidden fees or drama). The final gelato. Because, even in the face of departure, gelato is essential.
- Evening: Flight home. Already planning my return. Because, Tuscany, you magnificent, chaotic, heart-stealing beast, I'll be back.
The Imperfections & Realities (aka, The Bits I’m Not Telling You In The Brochure)
- My Italian: It's terrible. Prepare for a lot of pointing, miming, and the constant use of "per favore" and "grazie."
- The Cooking Class: I’m probably going to make a spectacular mess. The instructor will either be charmed or horrified. There is no in-between.
- The Driving: I will get lost. I will probably get honked at. I may accidentally start a minor traffic incident. Pray for me.
- The Weather: It could rain. It could be scorching hot. I'm packing for everything, but I guarantee I'll still be unprepared.
- The Pool: I'm envisioning pristine, crystal-clear water. The reality? Perhaps a few stray leaves, the occasional insect, and the faint scent of chlorine. And I am perfectly fine with that.
- The Emotional Rollercoaster: There will be moments of pure, unadulterated bliss. There will also be moments of self-doubt, homesickness, and the occasional existential crisis. That’s part of the deal, right?
The Bottom Line
This isn't about ticking off perfectly curated boxes. This is about embracing the chaos, the beauty, and the imperfections of travel. It's about letting go of control, trying new things, and allowing myself to be truly present in this incredible place. And, most importantly, it's about finding a little bit of peace and joy in a private pool in Tuscany. Wish me luck! And if you see a sunhat-wearing, slightly bewildered traveler wandering the hills, come say hello. I could probably use a friend (and maybe a glass of wine).
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Tuscan Dream: Castiglion Fiorentino - Let's Get Real (and a Little Messy)
Okay, So... Is This Place Actually *Dreamy* Dreamy? Or Just... Fine?
Ugh, the *dreamy* word. Okay, look. It's Tuscany. It *is* gorgeous. The views? Yeah, they're gonna knock your socks off. Fields of sunflowers, rolling hills... you get it. But let's be honest, my first reaction wasn't "OMG, I'm living the dream!" It was more like, "Wow, that driveway is *steep*." Seriously, it’s a workout just getting groceries in! And I'm pretty sure my Fiat (that I affectionately named 'Fiasco') almost gave up the ghost the first day. Dreamy adjacent, maybe? But the *vibe*? That slowly creeps up on you. By day 3, you're drinking wine on the patio, the sun's setting, and you *might* start to believe this whole "dream" thing. Just don't expect it to be instant. It’s like... sourdough. It takes time to rise. And probably a healthy dose of good, cheap Italian wine.
The Pool: Is It Actually Private? Because I've Seen Some "Private" Pools That Are Like, Shared With the Squirrels.
Okay, listen. THIS pool is legitimately private. As in, you're not going to be sharing it with a horde of screaming children or a family practicing synchronized swimming. Unless *you* have a screaming child or a synchronized swimming team, in which case... well, I didn't *see* any fences around the pool, so... (Just kidding, mostly!). Really, it's *your* pool. Glorious, sparkling, private pool. I spent a solid afternoon just floating around, staring at the sky, and feeling utterly, blissfully detached from the world. It was heaven. And... I *may* have accidentally fallen asleep on a pool float and woke up covered in sunburn. So, yeah, bring sunscreen. Lots of it.
The Cottage Itself – Is it Rustic Charm or Just... Old? And Is There Air Conditioning? Because I'm a Princess. (Or, You Know, Just Prefer Not to Sweat Constantly.)
Alright, so the cottage *is* rustic. Like, genuinely rustic. Think exposed beams, terracotta floors, the works. It's charming, yes. But… it’s not the Ritz. There's that "lived-in" feel. And by "lived-in," I mean the previous occupants didn't *quite* manage to get all their dust bunnies. You know, the good, old-fashioned kind. AND, here's the kicker: YES, there is air conditioning in the bedrooms; thank GOD!!! (Otherwise, Princess Me would’ve turned into a puddle of misery, and the husband would’ve had to deal with the aftermath). But the living areas? Not so much. So, you learn to love the ceiling fans and strategically placed windows. It's not ideal, but you adjust. And the stone walls are pretty good at keeping things cool. I suggest spending most of your time outside when the sun is up. Or in the pool, which is a win-win.
Castiglion Fiorentino - Is There Anything To *Do* Besides Sit Around Looking Pretty (Which, Let's Be Honest, Is a Solid Plan)?
Yes! Thank goodness! Because, despite my best efforts, all that sitting gets… well, boring. Castiglion Fiorentino itself is adorable. Cobblestone streets, a proper piazza, a castle… you get the picture. It's postcard-perfect. There are restaurants – and let me tell you, the food is phenomenal. Forget the diet. Just… forget it. The pasta alone is worth the trip. And the gelato! Oh, the gelato. I could dedicate a whole section to gelato. Beyond the town, you're close to other Tuscan gems like Cortona (which is beautiful, but PACKED with tourists – so, you’ve been warned), Arezzo (which has a fabulous antique market if you're into that sort of thing – I am!), and even Florence (a bit of a drive, but worth it for a day trip). So, yeah, you can be a culture vulture. Or you can just eat pasta and drink wine. Honestly, both are valid options. I mostly did both simultaneously.
The Kitchen/Cooking Situation - Can I Actually Cook, or Is It One of Those "Kitchens" With a Microwave and a Prayer?
There's a real kitchen! With… all the things! Okay, maybe not *all* the things. You won't have a double-door fridge with a water dispenser, but you’ll have a stove, an oven, and enough pots and pans to at least *attempt* to make a proper Italian meal. The best part? Often, the cottage owner leaves some of the essentials--like olive oil, vinegar, salt, pepper. So you don't have to instantly run to the store just to be able to *exist*. Now, listen, don’t expect gourmet chef-level equipment. It’s functional. And hey, if you’re really serious about your cooking, there are markets in town where you can buy amazing, fresh produce and ingredients. I'm not the world's best chef. I burnt the garlic bread the first night (oops), but overall, it added a lot to the experience of staying there.
The Wi-Fi - Because Let's Face It, We Need Our Digital Fix Even in Paradise. How's the Connectivity?
Okay, the Wi-Fi. Let's address the elephant in the room. It's… European. Which means it fluctuates. It's probably not going to be blazing fast. Don't plan on streaming HD movies every night. You can browse, check emails, maybe even do a quick Zoom call. But… it’s also really conducive to *not* working. It constantly reminds you to get off your devices. Consider it a digital detox disguised as unreliable internet. Embrace it! Read a book! Talk to your partner! Gasp, go outside! It’s probably a blessing in disguise. I mean, it took me three days to remember I had work back home. Then, the internet would buffer, and I'd completely forget again. So, win-win.
Bugs! Are There Bugs?! Because I SCREAM. (And I'm Not Proud.)
Oh, there are bugs. It's Tuscany. It's nature. There will be flying things, crawling things, buzzing things... You get the picture. Mosquitoes are relentless. So, bring bug spray! Seriously. And maybe those little citronella candles. The biggest one I encountered was one MASSIVE spider. I may, or may not, have shrieked and then run away. The husband, bless his heart, handledHotels With Kitchen Near Me
