Ron, Leigh, Annie, Sebastian, Charlie and I fell in love with an island off the Tuscan coast. It is sleepy and scarcely inhabited. It does not have a full grocery store, only bodegas. To get there, you have to go to an island port, Porto Santo Stefano, and then from there take a ferry to Giglio. So, essentially it is two islands away from the mainland. It has its own wine that is orange--white grapes that are processed with the skin. We rented a little motor boat and played in the water all around the island. The colors are so vibrant, they are not even captured in these (unfiltered) photos.
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