The Largo is not a hotel in the usual sense. It is a small world built in layers, like the city itself, which somehow brings Naples to mind—with its differences in elevation, its interwoven architecture, and life unfolding on different levels yet always meeting somewhere. At the entrance, a wall of rock reminds us that the property is anchored to the hillside. Every space has a different tone, every window a new outlook on the city. The buildings that make it up—five in total—were renovated one by one over seven years; they are like siblings born in different eras but grown up together, now united by terraces, walkways, and unexpected perspectives. It’s an aesthetic choice that also becomes a philosophy of hospitality, offering guests experiences that reveal different layers of local culture: encounters dedicated to craftsmanship, history, and architecture. We reach the Douro Valley (a UNESCO World Heritage Site since 2001) for an excursion aboard the property’s own Riva: an hour and a half of winding roads and shifting light, leading to a cellar hidden among the vineyards, which shelters a secluded dock. Sailing on the Douro feels like gliding silently through a living postcard—rocks, golden reflections on the water, and terraced vineyards, testimony to two thousand years of human labor. In the evening, chef Nuno Mendes gracefully prepares the menus of the restaurant Cozinha das Flores. Every dish tells a story. The wood-fired oven burning at the center is the heart of the restaurant: that scent of wood smoke and resin drifts everywhere, barely perceptible, like an invisible thread evoking childhood memories.