Ostuni, ( that bit wasn't in the brochure )

Well, after driving through Sorrento and Positano, just a tad wonderful, we arrived in Pascarosa, Ostuni. Temperature in the car 18deg, outside 38deg. You know when you have that sinking feeling? 10 days here, Oops, We drove down a dirt track, and Mark said, 'oh good, the stone walls just got narrower'. We had to pull in the rear vision mirrors. Arrived at the Trullo, no one was very excited, but we kept on saying how wonderful it was, and decided to check out the local hotspots. We dropped Pad at the pool next door, where he met the Albanian football player who was employed as the lifesaver! The pool was only chest deep. We drove on to Ostuni, couldn't find the ancient white city, mind you we went to Pisa once and couldn't find the leaning tower. At this stage we are being really polite, finally Mark said 'We're staying in Rumplestiltskin's house and the town next door is a shit hole'. It was like being in Nimmitabel but we couldn't speak the language. We changed our ten days to three and had a ball. Instead of it being a prison, it was a trampoline. We had dinner at the local b&b, which was delicious. Following day we drove to Lecce and had an amazing lunch, on the way back we went to the beach and paddled in the Adriatic. Last day lunch in Prolignone, on the sea, with freshly caught fish. Back home to the Trullo which was cool and sweet. One plus about that hideous heat, your washing dries really quickly. Straight back to Naples. Just arrived, not that flash on a Sunday arvo, but we are hopeful and the pizza is yummy. Ciao.