Courtesy of the British Airways luggage allowance my normal cabin bag went into the hold and its place was taken by a very fine Panama hat.
This hat is my 60th birthday present from Mary. Given the respective climates of England and Italy it was always destined to live in Puglia.
The next morning, looking out of the window, I saw a dark line on the car door. My immediate thought was that someone had opened their door into mine, especially as there was a dark coloured jeep-style vehicle parked next to ours. When I got down to the car I came face to face with a large cricket or cicada style beastie.
To give an idea of scale here it is next to the alarm fob.
On our last evening we went out for a meal in Martina Franca. The local Pilates teacher is also an wannabe chef. Every so often she takes over a local restaurant for the evening and plans and cooks a meal with matching wines from a local winery. This time it was in Del Terrazze del Rococo - ristorante panoramico - in baroque Martina Franca. A wonderful roof top setting.
It was a very leisurely meal lasting from 9:30pm to 1:30am; I was glad I was not driving, I was more than ready for my bed by the time we finished.
Other activities including fitting a kitchen shelf from Ikea in Sotto le Stelle, meals with friends and the obligatory beach lunch at La Rotondo da Rosa.
Can't wait to go back in August.
|Trullo Azzurro: beautifully restored trullo in delightful, secluded valley near Locorotondo, Puglia, Italy. Available to rent on a per week basis, sleeps 8-10. For more information visit http://www.holiday-rentals.co.uk/trulloazzurro|