The White Rose #e-DartsContest2015

The White Rose #e-DartsContest2015

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Sun and nature, tradition and prestige, the Amalfi coast and Ravello, architectonic and artistic masterpieces that frame Villa Rufolo like a timeless treasure. A favourite haunt of musicians, artists and poets, eulogised in the poetry of Bocaccio and where Richard Wagner saw the living image of the garden of his imagination: a unique experience that takes you into a different world. The jewel in the crown of Ravello, veduta villa the defiant stronghold of the once great Amalfi Maritime Republic, contains centuries of history, magnificent works of art, and legends. Villa Rufolo talk about: In 1845 Francis Neville Reid came to Naples where he married Sophie Caroline Gibson. Villa Rufolo was restored and some social centers were to be destined to poor people. Neville was a successful businessman, but he was also interested in botany and in taking care of his garden. Sophie was a cultured and intelligent woman who loved helping others. Silence. No more words. No more. This story was for a international contest (E-darts, University of Pegaso). It reached the final for well Twice at the same Project. "Villa lives...live the Villa whenever you want." Author: Wyatt-Bey Copyright 2015-2016 © All rights reserved
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