Castell'Azzara
A bilingual community living in and around a former mining village. Nine nationalities, one shared way of life.

Being clear about this early saves everyone time. We are not an ecovillage, a commune, or a spiritual community, and we are not one property with one set of rules. We are around fifty people from nine countries who each made their own move to the same corner of southern Tuscany, and who live close enough to share the work, the meals and the lifts to the airport.

Rooftops of Castell’Azzara, and the hills beyond
No teacher, no doctrine, no shared belief you are expected to arrive with. What people have in common is a preference for a slower, more self-sufficient life, not a philosophy.
Everyone lives in their own home in and around the village. There is no common purse and no obligation to take part in anything. Involvement is a choice you keep making.
There is no programme to book and nothing to sign up for. Visitors come to see whether the place suits them, not to attend something.
Castell’Azzara has its own life: families who have been here for generations, a Thursday market, a shop, two butchers and a medieval festival that has nothing to do with us. We live alongside that, not instead of it.

Friends at dinner, and a Tuscan sunset
Almost nobody moves here without visiting first, and almost nobody visits without a lot of questions afterwards. Both are catered for.

Where to stay, when to come, what there is to do, and who to speak to when you arrive. Spring and early autumn are the kindest months; August is hot and the village is busy with returning families.

Housing, residency, healthcare, schooling, the cost of wood and the state of the roads in February. The unglamorous answers, written down by people who have already been through it.
Rural Italy is mostly a long series of small unknowns. Over the years we have written ours down. It is useful if you are weighing up a move, and just as useful if you have lived here for five years and still cannot remember which Friday the market in Acquapendente is.
Not everything here is for newcomers. This is the part you come back to on a Tuesday when you need a number, a date or a lift.
What goes out when, and what goes where. Glass, general, and the small local rules that are obvious to everyone who grew up here.
The community WhatsApp groups: Lifts needed or offered for runs to the airport or the station, and Marketplace for selling, donating and finding things.
The doctor, the dentist, the vets, the taxi, the three men who deliver wood in September. Numbers, not a search box.

Riserva Naturale Monte Penna
Routes across the mountains that ring the village, with spring water along the way. Wild boar and roe deer are common; the rare Lanner falcon nests on the cliffs. Each route has a map, a description and a GPX file you can load onto your phone.
Two butchers, the alimentari, the bars, the pub, the Coop. A directory of the businesses that keep a village of this size alive. Useful when you arrive, and the reason the village is still here at all.
“We came for the hills and the silence. We stayed for the bread, the neighbours, and the slow afternoons.”
Elena M., resident since 2021