Best Western Hotel Dei Cavalieri
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- Continental Breakfast
- Swimming pool
- Room service
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Business Services
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... cute animal made from towels. He always greets us with a big smile and calls us by name. Is sounds like "Ana-nita" to me, but I commend him for the effort. His name is, Nestor. But George calls him Ernie, don't ask me why. We are on the 8th deck, which is pretty cool because there are many things on this level. In the middle of the ship there is: the photo gallery, gift shop, jewelry stores, Champagne Charlie' lounge and it overlooks the main ...
14-16th. Leaving Pagani at 6am in the morning, we journeyed by bus to Bitonto, Italy where the national tree must be olive tree as the city was covered in them. In fact a third of olive oil exports came from this region. At the station we were met by Jono's friend, Giuseppe who was a man of many talents; a bboy owned his own dance studio, an artist and a dangerous man in his neighbourhood. He took us to eat a Pizzella (toasted ...
La Masseria Il Frantoio - Sabato a Lunedi, Marzo 17th 2014.
We can't believe how we have struck gold yet again. We struggled to find it but on the left, as we travelled north from Ostunia to Fasano, was the sign for La Masseria Il Frantoio. After a kilometre off the main road, we arrived at electric gates, announced our arrival through an adjacent internal phone and drove in. We were escorted to an ancient olive grove, provided with electricity and shown the ...
Earlier this week we have a dinner party with all of the Brothers and Sisters of the Assumptionists. Yes, we had nuns and priests over for dinner and they spoke a variety of languages ranging from Italian to French to English to Spanish. It was a ton of fun and they are all so friendly!
After this stressful week of midterms, we traveled 3 and a half hours (on the fast train) to the region of Puglia! We ...
... called the first people up. I was next in line and this Italian man just walked past me and went and stood behind them. I am now a well travelled tourist - when he turned around and I caught his eye I told him that there was a queue and he should get to the end of it. They make me laugh - he came back gesturing madly with his arms and pointing to a yellow line on the ground as if that meant something. I just told him to get to the back of the line. The young ...