
So we made it to Puglia, but our bags did not. Oh well. As a friend wisely said “spend the day at the spa in a fluffy robe and sleep naked, you’re on vacation!”. I guess I will get to buy those Italian sundresses and new sandals….
Tranquillo. Dolce Far Niente. I’m in Puglia now, calm down, enjoy what is here. So we filed our paperwork for the luggage and met Antonio outside. We found out he is from Ceglie Messapica, where we are renting the Villa on Saturday. Old friends right away. He dropped us at our hotel in Monopoli, a lovely seaside town. There was a small Sagra (fair) tonight in the piazza.
As good as the pasta looked, we kept our reservation at the rooftop of the hotel and had the freshest fish in beautiful surroundings with endearing waiters. So what if my bags are lost — I’m in Italy now.




It’s beautiful, the food is good, our room is lovely and we are exhausted! Oh, and there are lots of cats!


Bella Leana! Thanks a million for the photos, the videos, and especially the marvelous descriptions and observations that bring Italy to us. And may your bags arrive asap if there is any justice left in the world.😻😻♥️♥️
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I mean this is DIVINE INTERVENTION — God wants you to buy ALL the sundresses!!
Amazing, I love reading your posts!!
Can’t wait to read more!💜
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Cats!
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