One day, we found a place, an enchanted place with a ruin painted by time, on a land dotted with centuries-old holm oaks and stunning views of a lake. We wanted to know its history, see its colours and outlines and feel its smells. We wanted it to be our house, your house. In Portuguese, Casa Nossa.
It’s been a minute since I covered a hotel, but Casa No…
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