Adrian and I received a warm welcome on our arrival in Spello, literally as we arrived pale and exhausted from a Melbourne winter.
The city of art was living up to its name presenting us with its annual Spello Photo Fest (more on that next time). But what we were not expecting was a magical dance performance in our own (late 16th century) back courtyard. We watched the afternoon rehearsal and 9pm performance from our own rear window.
