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... After a filling lunch on the hillside we hit the beach to have a swim.
Ness brought with her a lilo we purchased in Croatia, but up to this point had not used. I tried blowing it up without success, so headed off in search of someone with a pump. I stumbled across a little beachside shop selling a range of inflatables, postcards and other holiday gifts. I introduced myself to the owner, called Paulo, who ...
... majority of the towns, there was barely a hotel open. Many of the hotels obviously hadn't been open for a while, inspite of their advertising along the road. Where there was the odd hotel open, the town struggled to have an eatery that might be open in the evening.
While not getting desperate, were quite relieved when we discovered Hotel dei Bizantini, just outside Campo dei Messapi.
... habit of shutting for several hours in the middle of the day was blatantly obvious, with only a few scattered tourists on the streets. Fortunately I'd located the old mercado before this happened, so were able to enjoy some local fruit as we wandered.
From Lecce, out to the coast again. Driving south the scenery was impressive, reminisent of the west coast of Ireland, mists and ...
... a nice relaxing little 9 holes with the outcome of: 1 birdie, a few pars, a couple of lost balls, some 'holiday rules', another Peroni, and a really nice introduction to golf in Italy. It was really quiet when we played, with not many people around. There were a couple of ragazze in front who let me play through after 2 holes, and behind a really friendly Finnish couple (no jokes about beginnings and endings) who we talked to before ...
... afford and you'll enjoy and cherish the things you can afford a billion times more. Love only living things and, within that phylum, only living things that reciprocate. Always remember your depth because careless people can make you perceive yourself as you are superficially.
Proof-reading this I'm picturing my exorcism: "SHOW YOURSELF, WHAT IS YOUR NAME".
*360' head rotation* *pea soup projectile*