Molise Region
Molise—ever heard of it? Probably not, and that’s exactly what makes it special. If you’re looking to venture off the beaten path, Molise awaits—a land of rolling hills, ancient ruins, and unspoiled nature. Often overlooked and overshadowed by its grander neighbours, this lesser-known region brims with charm and tranquillity. Could Gigia be the only travel cat to have set paw in this hidden corner of the Apennine range? (Move over, Marco Polo—there’s a new explorer in town, and she’s got whiskers.)
From picturesque villages to farm-to-table lamb chops (which Gigia slept through, perhaps missing the best in Italy—because for her, journeys often mean napping time. She’s a master of efficiency, after all), Molise is one of Italy’s best-kept secrets. After all, the most memorable discoveries often lie far from the crowds—especially with a curious feline leading the way.
Gigia explored the region without grudges, sniffing out ancient ruins and posing for photos as if she were the star of a travel magazine. (Who needs Instagram influencers when you’ve got a cat with charisma?)
Molise may not be on everyone’s radar, but its quiet beauty and unspoiled charm made it a highlight of our journey. And with Gigia in tow, even the most overlooked regions can feel like a grand adventure. Who knew Italy had so many secrets—and that a cat could be the best guide to uncovering them?
Civitacampomarano (CB)
Civitacampomarano (CB)
A random discovery turned into a delightful surprise when we stumbled upon this tiny hilltop small town, known as the “Street Art Capital of Molise.” Each year, the CVTà Street Fest brings artists from around the world to transform its walls into vibrant murals, turning the town into an open-air gallery. (Though Gigia seemed more interested in the cobblestones than the art—priorities, right?)
In a twist of fate that felt straight out of a rom-com, one of the very few people we saw on the street turned out to be an American woman from Philadelphia, where I once did my MBA. She had found her love in the form of a Latin lover, proving that Molise is full of surprises—both artistic and romantic. (Though I’m pretty sure Gigia rolled her eyes at the love story, because let’s face it, nothing beats the love affair between a cat and her kibble.)
Oh, and I almost forgot—there’s also the Castello Angioino, because what’s a tiny Italian town without a castle? However unknown this place may be, it’s got history, charm, and a fortress that looks like it’s straight out of a fairy tale. (Though Gigia seemed more interested in the castle’s shady corners than its medieval grandeur. Who needs knights and dragons when you’ve got a good nap spot?)
Despite its small size and hidden-away location, this town proves to be surprisingly international. From the global artists who leave their mark on its walls to the chance encounter with an American expat (who traded cheesesteaks for Italian espresso), it’s a reminder that even the most unassuming places can have a worldly charm. (Though Gigia seemed unimpressed by the international vibe—after all, her world revolves around kibble and sunbeams.)
This hidden gem (oops, I mean spot) may not be on every traveler’s radar, but its blend of art, history, and charm made it a highlight of our journey. And with Gigia leading the way, even the quietest corners of Italy feel alive with adventure. Who knew a tiny town could be so captivating—especially with a feline explorer on the prowl?
Guardiaregia (CB)
Guardiaregia (CB)
Who would have thought? Nestled deep in the Molise hills lies not just a picturesque village, but perhaps the most mouthwatering lamb chops in all of Italy. (Move over, Tuscany—Molise is coming for your culinary crown.)
The nearly 90-year-old padrone of the farm, a true character, recounted tales of his youth and his ventures to Rome. I didn’t understand a word—let alone Gigia—but the warmth in his voice painted its own kind of story. (Though I’m pretty sure Gigia was just waiting for him to stop talking so she could get back to her nap.)
As for Gigia? She completely missed the legendary experience, curling up in blissful sleep just as the lamb chops arrived. Perhaps she sensed that no feline feast could rival the sun-drenched nap she was having. Or maybe, in her mysterious cat logic, she knew that some pleasures—like the scent of roasting meat drifting through ancient hills—are best enjoyed in dreams. (Who needs lamb chops when you’ve got a warm patch of sunlight and a lifetime of naps ahead?)
One thing’s for sure: while La Fattoria Dell' Oasi has secured a place in our hearts, Gigia will forever associate it with the most contented slumber of her travels. (And honestly, isn’t that the highest compliment a cat can give?)
