I used to live in a lot of hotels Marriott hotels, over 200 days a year, all over the United States. I still live in lots of places, but the focus has narrowed and there are less nights in hotels. One thing that bothered me about living in hotels, I couldn't cook for myself.
My apartment in Lucca is within the ancient wall that surrounds the city. I'm in a 3rd floor apartment in the center of town. I have a meat market just below me. I have wine down the block; fresh fruit and vegetables are next to the wine shop. In the opposite direction of wine, about a 5 minutes walk is fresh bread, Forno Casali.
This reminds me a lot of living in San Francisco with my brother in the late 90's in the Outer Richmond. I had everything within a few blocks walk. Gym, butcher, dry cleaner, ocean, grocery, coffee.
A couple things Lucca doesn't have that the Outer Richmond had? Great Dim Sum and Gordo Burrito. Two things I actually do miss when I'm in Italy.
Another evening in Lucca
Meats, Cheeses, Eggs and Sparkling Water just outside my door
Forno Casali, my bread shop
