House
In Gorica, houses are not built, they grow. One above the other, step by step, as the rock allows. The icon of Gorica is one of them — thick stone walls, wooden ceilings, small windows that open towards the river.
We rebuilt it without changing it. Where the wall had cracks, we strengthened it; where the wood was sound, we left it as it was. The floors still creak, and that seems okay to us.
Six rooms
There aren't any more, and there won't be any more. Six rooms means we know your name, we know what time you want your coffee, and we have time to tell you where to eat really well in the evening — not where everyone else goes.
Every room is different, because the house was never built symmetrically. Some have views of the castle, others of the neighborhood rooftops.
Neighborhood
Gorica and Mangalem have been looking at each other from both sides of the Osumi for centuries. The old stone bridge has connected them since 1780. The church of St. Spyridon, forty steps away, casts its shadow over the slate roofs.
From our gate: ten minutes to the Onufri Museum, twenty to the castle, two to the bridge. Berat can be seen on foot, and that's the only way to see it.
BREAKFAST
It's served on the terrace, weather permitting. Freshly baked bread, shepherd's cheese, jam we make ourselves from figs and plums from the garden, honey from Tomorr. Coffee as much as you like.
We are waiting for you.
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