A walk through the alleys of the village of Rivalto by savoring the atmosphere of past times witnessed by stone houses dominated by the bell tower of the parish church, from the architecture of the ancient orators humble observers of the ecclesiastical transformations, from the small squares where locals meet and compares, from the hidden corners that excite the eye. The ancient doors hatch yet to accommodate the traveler in search of domestic warmth or anecdotes of the past and the streets evoke the passage of the old carts.
