I’m all red. Born in 1906, as a rural house, by the will of the Counts of Porcia, I’ve lived through two wars and a terrible earthquake. I’ve seen the ten sons and daughters of Alice and Pio grow to adulthood.
After being neglected for 7 years, in 2001 I was brought back to life, taken care with love, enlarged, embellished and turned into an Agro-Tourist Accommodation. I am surrounded by olives, fruit trees, flowers and woods that hide shady lanes just made for romantic strolls.
From the top of my hill I dominate the close by San Daniele, famous for its Prosciutto, the Tagliamento river that runs through a green valley, cultivated fields, mild hills and steep mountains.
I occupy a privileged position suitable for touring numerous storic and artistic centers and for visiting many little trattorias and restaurants where one can savour genuine local fare accompanied by esteemed ‘friulani’ wines.
I am ready to offer my hospitality with simplicity and friendship.
I am the Red House on the Hill | 
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