Personal Narrative: A Trip To Orvieto

To complete the property tour, we looked at the bedroom, comfortably proportioned for a queen sized bed and a floor-to-ceiling closet with a large window facing Paolina Park. The attractive bathroom was functional and came equipped with all the essentials. Lastly, we looked at the garage. Maria Laura informed us that Italians refer to a garage as a “car box”. The car box was large enough to accommodate a mid-sized car, a workbench, and storage for tools and seasonal items. I was overjoyed to see a clothes washer installed in a corner, while Vince raved about the sink with a faucet for hot and cold running water. This apartment was absolutely perfect for us. It had everything we were looking for and it was in close proximity to Orvieto. We couldn’t ask for anything more. We were convinced that we had found our Italian Dream Home. The seller’s agent concluded the tour and asked if we had further questions. When she left, I felt free to show my enthusiasm, although, since Vince and I had not discussed our thoughts in private, I was afraid to seem overanxious. I was completely smitten by
This was Maria Laura’s own discovery, a secret spot known only to her. We treasured her sweet gesture to bring us to this unique panorama of Orvieto; Umbria’s ultimate Gothic hilltop town. The sun-dappled glow on the cathedral and the slabs of tufa stone on which Orvieto appears to be hoisted, intensified the dramatic outlook of the city and made this an appropriate, lovely spot to say goodbye to Maria Laura. We thanked her for all that she had done for us, reiterated how much we appreciated her encouragement and looked forward to working with her on achieving our dream of owning a home in Italy. We promised to review and sign the documents as soon as we arrived home. Confident that fate was guiding us through this endeavor, we assured her that we were extremely eager to proceed with the buying