A house, a family.
Before there was the B&B, there was still a B&B: the Sundays, the cake made at the last minute, the extra chairs. This house has been collecting guests for three generations.
Named after a term of endearment.
“Bibò” was the nickname of grandpa Erminio and grandma Rina: two mispronounced words that, in our family, meant tenderness. They lived here all their life: three children grown up in these rooms, grandchildren running through the living room.
Now it is your turn to stay
Three photos and a story, written at home.
Nobody wrote Bibò's story for us: it is that sheet right there, with the grandparents' photos and the text the grandchildren used to pass around the table. All we did was put it in order.
- Three children grown up in these rooms
- The grandchildren: the family name that stayed
- The house the grandparents bought, and never left
- The B&B that carries their name
“Bibò were Erminio and Rina, who held hands all their life and kissed before every meal. This was their home, where they raised three children and their grandchildren with the same love.”
It could only be dedicated to them ♥
The family photographs.




The house goes on.
Today the rooms are called Alba and Tramonto, and the guest in the next room quickly becomes one of the family.