Albergo Villa Vittoria
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Swimming pool
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... in the late afternoon after a fun-filled and frenetic morning as I talked about in the previous blog. We made our way from Rome to Foggia on the high-speed train. This baby cuts through the countryside at about 150mph—quite the experience. The first two hours we covered the most ground. The last hour was less high speed and more rocking, swaying and jostling speed (made me a bit motion sick). In any case we arrived ...
... and still being stuck in Roman traffic it was a bit optimistic at best. Finally making it to our extortionate campground we got a little reprieve from Italian driving before heading of to pick up Maddie from the airport! Once again Harold is home to three. It was a night of much belated catch-ups around the Harold’s camping table before preparing to tackle Rome in the morning.
... hour delay to refill with gelato, visit an ATM and see a barber (more on that in another blog). We arrived in Manfedonia just as it was getting dark to a 4 room B&B over looking the harbor in the center of town. That evening the streets were decorated and packed with people to celebrate the festival of St Francis. They even broadcast mass on street speakers all over town. A great seafood dinner and fireworks finished the day. Pictures ...
... pavement. The bright side was we had to backtrack past the Cheese Wonderland I reported on yesterday, necessitating another stop. I have included a picture of the Cheese Maiden serving us. Much of our 77 kilometer ride today was through a national park along the ocean. Our terminus was the town of Peschici, which is an old town situated on a point overlooking the sea. Our room has a beautiful view. Dinner ...
... and came across an old man collecting snails; he had about 2 gallons so far in a large plastic bag. He was very industrious and excited about the future of his snails. He also knew how we could get to our destination (hint: in the opposite direction). On the way to town, we found a cheese wonderland with aged cheeses, spiced cheeses and barrels of fresh bufala mozzarella. The later of which became our lunch. Things tend to work out. Thank you ...