Umbria Region
Umbria is forever ingrained in my memory as the place where Gigia decided to add a touch of feline drama to our travels. (Okay, fine, I might be a bit melodramatic, but when your cat’s sterilization wound gets infected, it feels like the plot of a soap opera.) Thankfully, the wonderful vets at the local clinic saved the day—and Gigia’s impeccable overnight behaviour charmed them so much, they probably wanted to adopt her. (Typical Gigia: even in a vet clinic, she’s the star of the show.)
But let’s not let one little drama overshadow Umbria’s magic. Italy’s lush green heart is a land where rolling hills, ancient forests, and medieval villages whisper tales of timeless charm. Here, truffle-scented woods and porchetta—succulent, slow-roasted pork stuffed with fragrant herbs and served in crusty panini—offer a taste of heaven at a price that feels like a gift. And yes, even Gigia couldn’t resist sneaking a tiny taste. (Don’t worry, it was just a nibble. She’s a cat of refined tastes, after all.)
Gigia, ever the intrepid explorer, left her paw prints everywhere—from Spoleto’s grand medieval fortress to the tranquil village of Arrone, where serenity hangs in the air like a soft blanket. But it was the irresistible aromas wafting from porchetta carts that truly stole her heart, guiding her on a mouthwatering adventure through this enchanting region. (And yes, she may have charmed a local vendor into sharing a bite. Who could resist those big, pleading eyes?)
Umbria is where history, nature, and indulgence dance together in perfect harmony. And Gigia? She’s the feline maestro, conducting the symphony with a flick of her tail and a purr of approval. (Just don’t mention the vet clinic. She’s still a little sensitive about that—but the porchetta? That’s a story she’ll tell for years.)
Arrone (TR)
Arrone (TR)
Often overlooked, the medieval village of Arrone is a hidden treasure cradled above the Nera River Valley, offering breathtaking views that stretch as far as the eye can see. Famous for its winding hiking trails that meander through lush countryside, it’s a paradise for nature lovers and adventurers alike.
Even Gigia, recovering from her spaying operation, couldn’t resist the call of exploration. With her trademark determination, she insisted on venturing out on her own little paws, proving that even in recovery, her adventurous spirit knows no bounds!
Narni (TR)
Narni (TR)
Famous for inspiring C.S. Lewis’s The Chronicles of Narnia, the medieval town of Narni is a treasure trove of history and imagination. Beneath its cobblestone streets lie ancient Roman ruins, whispering secrets of a bygone era. Each year, the town comes alive during its vibrant medieval festival, where locals don period costumes, transforming Narni into a living tapestry of the past. It’s a place where history and fantasy intertwine, inviting visitors to step into a world both real and magical.
We weren’t in Narni specifically for its literary fame—we were here because of a delightful discovery: Montanari Agrivillage, a cozy B&B where Gigia felt instantly at ease. Surrounded by rolling hills and a crew of friendly farm cats, she quickly established herself as the unofficial mascot of the countryside. (Though she made it clear she was just passing through—no farm life for this city-savvy kitty.)
Gigia, ever the curious explorer, found Narni to be the perfect mix of adventure and charm. While she didn’t stumble through any magical wardrobes, she did leave her mark—sniffing out quiet corners, eyeing pigeons like they were her next big challenge, and strolling through the cobblestone streets as if she were the mayor. (And honestly, who’s to say she wasn’t?)
Whether she was lounging on a medieval wall, basking in a sunlit piazza, or charming everyone at Montanari Agrivillage, Gigia proved that even in a town as enchanting as Narni, the real magic is always the cat.
San Gemini (TR)
San Gemini(TR)
What brought us to San Gemini? The Roman ruins of Carsulae, of course! But this quaint medieval town in Umbria has plenty more to offer. Famous for its mineral water (bottled since the 1800s—because even water deserves a vintage) and its annual Giostra dell’Arme, where locals go full medieval mode with jousting and games, San Gemini is a delightful mix of history and charm. Gigia loved the lively vibe but wisely avoided the jousting—turns out, lances and logic don’t mix. (And neither do lances and cats, apparently.)
But Gigia, ever the history buff (and slightly stubborn), insisted on visiting the nearby Roman ruins of Carsulae—despite rocking a cone of shame around her neck like a disgruntled satellite dish. The ancient town, once a bustling stop on the Via Flaminia, now boasts ruins like a forum, an amphitheatre, and the Arco di San Damiano. Gigia, cone and all, marched through the site like a determined Roman general, proving that not even a veterinary fashion statement could keep her from her history fix.
San Gemini’s charm lies in its ability to blend the past and present seamlessly. Whether it’s sipping centuries-old mineral water, watching locals joust like it’s 1399, or exploring ancient ruins with a cat in a cone, this town is a reminder that history is best enjoyed with a little humour—and a lot of Gigia.
Spoleto (PG)
Spoleto(PG)
Spoleto is up there with Italy’s most iconic destinations, and for good reason. Home to the world-renowned Festival dei Due Mondi, its stunning Duomo, ancient Roman theatre, and the towering Rocca Albornoziana fortress, this town is a feast for the eyes. But let’s be real—it’s the porchetta sandwich that truly steals the show. That savoury, herb-stuffed roast pork left its mark on our mouths (and possibly our souls). Gigia, however, had other plans.
While I was busy enjoying every bite of porchetta, Gigia decided to spice things up by demanding a dramatic view of the Ponte delle Torri, the jaw-dropping medieval aqueduct that spans a steep, heart-stopping valley. She led us to a vantage point so precarious, my heart leapt into my throat faster than a Roman gladiator dodging a lion. One wrong step, and we’d have been part of the valley’s scenic charm. But hey, the view was worth it—even if I spent the entire time mentally drafting my last will and testament. Gigia, of course, was unfazed, probably plotting her next adrenaline-fueled adventure.
Spoleto is where porchetta feeds your stomach, and Gigia tests your survival instincts. It’s a town that offers equal parts beauty, history, and heart-stopping moments—especially when you’re traveling with a cat who thinks she’s Indiana Jones.
Terni (TR)
Terni (TR)
Terni, the so-called “City of Lovers,” owes its romantic reputation to St. Valentine himself, who has an entire basilica dedicated to his matchmaking prowess. And let’s not forget the Cascata delle Marmore, a jaw-dropping man-made waterfall that’s basically nature showing off. But for me, Terni will forever be linked to the animal hospital of Lungonera—a place that saved Gigia (and my sanity) when her spaying surgery wound from back home got infected.
While St. Valentine might specialize in love, this vet clinic specialized in miracles. Gigia, miserable and cone-headed, was transformed from a sad, waddling satellite dish back into her mischievous self. I, on the other hand, went from a panicked, sleep-deprived mess to a functioning human being. (Well, mostly functioning.)
So, while Terni may be the city of lovers, for me, it’s the city of lifesavers—and the place where Gigia’s misery (and my stress levels) finally took a dive, much like the Marmore waterfall. It’s a town where romance meets resilience, and where even a cone of shame can’t dim a cat’s spark.
