This place is supposed to be a little Palais (although not very flamboyant by Italian standards) and although we've walked past the gardens umpteen times on the way the the city, we've never explored them. They're small, steep and neat, and as it was just Frith and I out for a wander with Ili today in the sun—Beathan was at a friend's birthday party—we had time to take a look around.
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| (Ili is in the middle running). |
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| Ili and papa in the Rechberg gardens. |
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