Hotel Cala Corvino Bari

As it turns out, filling that day wasn't so much of a problem.... we tootled out of town, found a beach, wandered about & looked at the boats; tootled back, found somewhere to eat, had a chat with a few Brits and - hey presto! - before you knew it, time for bed! But the one on board was a bit more of a challenge... all 13 hours of it! BIG ...

... about his personal reading experience and embed that into his reviews, rather than dismissing it as distractions.<br><br>Here the rub: this is the one book Hornby book I actively disliked (although did find A Long Way Down and Slam disappointing). But I reckon it was the overly self-consciously meta recurrent gag about the eponymous fictional periodical that soured me on the book and that the innovative ...

... around 3.30pm, carried our bags accross and up the elevators to the reception. We got our swipe card and not escorted but told to go a floor up to our cabin. The cabin was small and SMELLED SO BAD it was disgusting. As Dave would say, it smelled like ass. Horrid and stinky were were not happy, as you opened the bathroom the smell got worse. There was an inch or 2 of water on the floor and the bin had remenants of being used (ie ...

The most surprising thing I found before leaving England was that no one even know where Basilicata was! Even friends who thought they knew Italy well weren't aware of Basilicata as its not very well known. On the plane from Stansted, most of the English people we spoke were going on holiday to visit family or friends and most were staying in Puglia, not Basilicata. <br><br>If you're planning to visit Basilicata, you will defintely need ...

... are only a small number of sleeping cabins that have to be booked way in advance and cost a lot of money. So like a lot of other people our ticket was "deck space". Meaning we could find a piece of floor somewhere and sleep. It turned out to be a pretty uncomfortable nights rest tossing and turning with about 200 other people all crammed into every nook and cranny of the boat.<br>

This is where Pietro, an old Italian guy, jumped into Bruce and navigated us to the trulli. He saved us from a traffic jam in the narrow streets of Puglia.<br><br>Pete was also called Pietro while in Italy. :-)<br><br>Trullo comes from the Greek word, "tholos" &#8211; meaning &#8220;dome&#8221;. See the pictures of the wee houses.<br><br>We found the Belvedere pub here too - also the name of our local in Aus &#8211; meaning &#8220;beautiful view&#8221;. It was beautiful.

... Much smaller though. When we got off the train we took a cab to the Hotel we were staying at, which was called La Arch Nuoava. Apparently, this means something religious because there were crosses and religious figures all over the hotel, there was even a room with an alter. The hotel was really nice, and you could tell all the furniture was from IKEA, which they had there! The weather was absolutely GORGEOUS. Which made me so glad i wasn't home, because you were in a snowstorm ...

We arrived too late to catch the connecting ferry to Greece so we had to make camp for the night. Unfortunately we didn't have info on where to stay, so we ended up staying at the port. Andy slept outside on his bed roll and we slept in the car. With a few mozzie bites in the morning we set off on our bikes to explore Bari to kill time before our 6.30 ferry. We had a good look round the old city and a gelato or two while we waited.

... he shouted, "Bravo!" He was especially impressed when someone headed the ball, a skill I've been practicing with our kids. At one point, the Italians headed a loose ball right into a nearby parked car, sitting empty with the door open. (See the attached video.) This was the signal for the Italians to leave, shouting, "Bye-bye!" and waving, and for our crew to head back for our afternoon gelato.

Big City, Bari Nights If you didn't guess, we landed in Bari but our bags did not. This caused much distress. The baggage agent assured us that everything would be ok and the bags would be in Bari within 24 hours at the most. As the conversation went on, she softened and tried to comfort us. I asked if she would be working when we called later. She said no. I asked if she would be working in the morning. She said no. Then in a grand gesture she said "don't ...