In Ferrara, a few steps away from Estense Castle, and from Palazzo dei Diamanti, is Horti della Fasanara, one of the most fascinating places in the city, where history, art and nature stay together as one in an enchanted renaissance environment.
An historic residence of the IX century, beautifully renovated, stylish and refined, for travellers who love peace and harmony, culture and an accesible luxury.
A place to be discovered magically, during spring and summer evenings when the lights go down and one can appreciate details, colours, smells of the place.
The villa is located inside a park that once was the game reserve of Este aristocratic people, in an environment of rare beauty.
Surrounded by a 2.5 acres park, with ancient trees the villa represents an inspiration for any kind of event (parties, weddings, gala dining and so on).
Horti della Fasanara is the ideal location for the ones who are searching for a quiet place, unusual, who will make any momenti an unforgettable one.
A hundred yards away from here, cars run far from this “countryside inside the city” that resists unchanged from Renaissance, when Biagio Rossetti extended the walls enclosing the city.
An unexpected park where, closing your eyes, it’s not difficult to imagine to be into the fabulous Finzi Contini’s Garden described by Giorgio Bassani, and with a little luck you could sense Alberto and Micol playing and laughing.
That’s a fabulous setting, for an evocative event, or to spend an evening with someone you love or with friends, adsorbed by the peace of this magical place, just minutes away from city’s centre.
Horti della Fasanara is composed of 4 suites and 2 high class double rooms, provided with all comforts and embellished with canopy beds and design furniture, chromotherapy, shower, air conditioning, mini – bar, expresso coffee machine, LED TV and radio system with the possibility to connect a personal mp3 player.
Come, o Ferrara,
bello ne la splendida ora d'Aprile
ama il memore sole la tua pace!
La bella terra che siede sul fiume,
Dove chiamò con lacrimoso plettro
Febo il figliuol ch'avea mal retto il lume