Polignano a Mare

​Ci vediamo, Matera. Your beauty was a highlight of our trip. 

Upon arriving in Puglia at our first stop in Bari, I almost told Wes to keep driving. Then we found Old Town and the coast line. We found the pier to be the meeting spot of all the local Italian men over the age of 60. All with a beer in hand - even at 1030 in the morning and wrinkles from the sun. I caught this fisherman serving fresh clams and octopus, a staple in Puglia, served here raw with a splash of lemon juice.

We wondered the alleys and found a marionette artist (didn’t know these people still existed)

Until we found the basilica of Saint Nicholas, the patron saint of children, who is buried in this cathedral.

The ceiling was spectacular! This church was opened in 1197!

We had lunch, that include a spritz of course, and for dessert picked up the famous Le Tette, the nun tits, because we are all about culture (and I have the sense of humor of a 14 year old boy).

We walked the long way back to the car, and I saw a double arch that I thought would make a great pic. I said as much, but I couldn’t take it because I was in deep after drinking a large limoncello spritz and was doing great to walk a straight line, and Keagan said, “I can’t take it; my hands are full of tits.” 😂

Our next stop was Polignano a Mare, a seaside fishing village where fisherman fish for octopii. We took a boat ride into the colorful grottos. 

A little prosecco, the sea breeze, and the water colors made this trip dreamy. 

Our next stop was Monopoli, where we have the cutest apartment for the next two nights. 

The exposed limestone rock with the modern building is perfection.