Thus began the long renovation of the country cottage - dad's - adapting myself to everything: I became a bricklayer, carpenter, electrician etc... In 2006 the idea of allocating a small part of the farm to an agritourism started, but once again fate had a difficult and long trial in store for me: my beloved wife was diagnosed with "sickness," a battle we fought fiercely but lost. The agritourism remains an old dream locked in the drawer... My work forces me to travel around Italy - but not only - and during a "Milanese" transfer I meet Laura: obliged to collaborate with this "Milanese" woman, I force myself to distance myself ... but it is not so! A good feeling was born, we hung out and found that we shared many interests. We talk about my old dream-the farmhouse, "daddy's" cottage-and he urges me not to give up: I reopen that drawer that has been closed for too long and smelled like mothballs. Two years later the first welcome guests ... and the rest is well-known history!