Updated: Anna, our hostess, told us this area in the country only got Internet two years ago. It’s slow in the evenings, when I tried to post, because everyone is using it. I will try to fix the photos and commentary this morning when it’s a little faster. Mi dispiace.
Caroline had to sleep later because she couldn’t sleep well, so I went for a little walk this morning, and then Richard and I drove into Cisternino. We are leaving for Ostuni soon, so I will upload some photos with quick captions for follow-up later. This area was settled by Greeks, and the villages are whitewashed and remind me of Greece. On my walk I came upon this old trullo.
Here is the roof. Notice no mortar. The rocks are all dry stacked.
Richard with an Ape (you pronounce the e). It means bee. They are the busy bees of Italy, doing all the work. We love them!
The narrow streets of the old town are so fun to wander around. We came upon this scene of the locals coming out of Mass. It as Sunday, and we were able to have our cappuccini at a little bar with a great view of the area. You could see two nearby towns glittering white in the distance.
We wandered down narrow streets and into churches. This statue of a saint is holding a little plate with eyeballs. Apparently, she is some martyr. Anna, our hostess, confirmed that they are eyeballs, not olives in the dish!
The next photos are of Ostuni, citta bianco, and our beach afternoon at Peloni Spiaggia. The Adriatic had layers of deep blue and aquamarine with many windsurfers. Richard and I bled a bit on the rocks. We had a lovely lunch in Ostuni at Osteria del Tempo Perso, which means lost time, which would later become prophetic when we couldn’t find the road in Cisternino that led to our trulli. We just had to find the train station, but it’s a small one, and one couple on a motorcycle was leading us to the one in Fasano, another town, before we realized it! Everyone is so friendly. Even thought it’s a small town, everything we passed looked familiar, so we got so mixed up. Google maps, our constant guide on this trip, wasn’t working because the Stazione was not coming up. Finally, a kind woman (they are all so friendly here) told us to follow her to the roundabout to the station. Love those roundabouts. We can go around and around until we find the correct sign! Makes it easy to turn around if you make a mistake.
A few more photos from my phone. If they come up huge, I’ll fix them later. Here’s Richard in a shop in Ostuni full of old junk. Caroline in Ostuni.