I fell in love with this town five years ago. Perched on a limestone cliff overlooking the Adriatic Sea, it was the perfect escape from crowded polluted Paris.
I’d stand on this promontory and breathe in deep gulps of clean air. There was always a cool wind blowing in from Croatia, Albania and Greece beyond. I loved the color of the sea: deep Adriatic blue.
An afternoon slice of cheesecake and caffè in ghiaccio con latte di mandorla, a blend of almond milk, almond syrup and espresso poured over ice cubes.
I was touched by the gesture of this mother and daughter, madre e figlia, holding hands in a supermarket. Family is tight in Italy, especially in the south.
As I was crossing a town square, a woman whose hair bounced and shone in the sunlight was walking in front of me. I loved the color. I wanted my hair to look like that. I stopped and complimented her, then asked where she got her hair done. She gave me the name and address of the salon.
Lovely people. The further south you go, the more expansive and outgoing they are. There’s an exuberance in Italy that appeals to me greatly. On my last day, I went to this rooftop bar, ordered myself a glass of Prosecco, and sat contemplating the sea.
For me, Polignano is a cleansing place.
Arrivederci! I’ll be back.
Two more posts to come: Lecce and Rome.
Your Italy posts are so wonderful. I really wanted to come here for a friends wedding but couldn’t in the end owing to competing schedules. The photos confirm that I should still go!
Oh, yes. You won’t be disappointed. Go to Lecce first, then take a local train up the coast. Or you could fly into Bari and take the train down to Polignano.
Ah great thanks for the tip. I qould love the train option to see more of the southern part of Italy.