- Swimming pool
- Free parking
- Pets allowed
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Two short months ago I was living in the town that looks of a heel (Kimmirut) in the far far away Arctic, falling through snow taller than my knees, dreaming of the perfect Italian experience not knowing where and if it would come. We had little intentions of actually making it too much further south in Italy than Amalfi when we set out on this journey but after asking several Italians where to go and all of them staying Puglia (the region in the heel of ...
Today we travelled to Lecce, an hour away from Cisternino, along the highway past the beaches and it was very hot today from morning till about six pm so I took my togs just in case! Lecce is a larger city and we heard it was the 'Florence of the south' but when we got there after finally getting a park we hadn't noticed anything spectacular yet! We walked through the large arch in the wall of the old city and up the ...
... we found another one around the corner and booked in there for 8.15 pm and made our way back to our cafe for a bottle of prosecco before dinner. I ordered a secondi course of veal as Neil did with mushrooms, and Helen had a pasta, but I really didn't enjoy the veal, think I will stick to pastas. The food in the South is very different to the Northern fare, and I think so far I prefer the Northern Italian food.
Back to the trulli cottage, and so to bed.
Fast sail all the way over to Otranto and even had the fun of Dolphins playing at the helm. Busy shipping lanes overnight kept us all on our toes and Eric plenty of time to practise his lights. Winds were so favourable we headed on South to M.Saint Di Leuca still arriving by 3pm in time for a cocktail on shore before getting Ellis already for next early departure ...
... for another of our yummy lunches of local bread, cheese, meats, fruits and vegetables. We had a run-in with a local woman who chastised us for sitting on the grass, and we wished we had our little friend for the Gallipoli laundromat to straighten her out. When the dumb American and no spreckezie Italiano didn't work, we reluctantly packed up and moved to a little gazebo. Back to the hotel to change before our tour of the old city of Lecce and ...