Adventure between Land …
The flat land of Puglia with no mountains and no rivers is competing for 500 km with its flat sea.
Here, the great light spreads for large spaces and skies. And if the land of Puglia is mostly stone, from stone are the cathedrals that soar from the countries gathered around, and the castles to harden the kind face. But stones are also the farms, some as simple peasant houses, as others grim fortresses.
Those stones that you seek as if they were magnets, strung together like the stone walls, thousands of kilometres along the country roads.
And also the wonder of the Trulli, buildings that look like a circle, swollen breasts spiky, enchantment of the Itria Valley and its garden among olive trees and reddish vineyards.
The Blue Puglia of the sea is a litany of sand and rocky, harbors and lighthouses, villages and boats, of saints and heroes, the coastal towers and horizons, scents and tastes, fears and adventures …
And Sea…
The Tremiti, the earth paradise islands. The Gargano sticking suddenly by the waters.
The exhausting white reserves of salt flats of Margherita di Savoia. The long maritime theory of nets laid out in the sun and the fish markets to Bari, the cliffs of Polignano a mare, the golden Monopoli and the south coast sprinkled with dunes and age-old olive trees, before it is immediately Salento, the soaked haze sultry that descent towards Leuca, end of the world (our world) …
Here a long scar reveals the troubled meeting between the Adriatic and Ionian seas before the levant carried out in the south wind of Gallipoli, Porto Cesareo, and Castellaneta, where pine forests are touched of undertow wind. This is Puglia, that welcomes the visitor from the restless waves adventure and the solemn quiet of the countryside. The centre of the Mediterranean, cradle of civilizations and religions.