We drove to Riolunato because my husband's grandfather was born there in 1879. And I'm so glad he was. This is a corner of Italy that not many people see. The hotel was warm with fires going in every fireplace. Comfy overstuffed chairs. Food was terrific. Large rooms. We were only going to stay one night but stayed three. It is hard to say no to such warm people and our newfound family! Somehow I think they treat all their guests like family.