Today was Matera day, but first we had to get there from our campsite. Driving Basil in the countryside in Italy is usually straightforward enough, save for the occasional lorry wandering over the centre line, leading to me cringing in…
The Motorhome Dealer says no
As darkness arrived last night, gradually all the other motorhomes and cars left our free parking spot next to the sea and we were left alone. This was our first wildcamp where we were on our own – and we…
(Not quite) Pink Flamingoes
This morning, after a supposedly quick call at the local supermarket, where queues were longer than Sainsbury’s on Christmas Eve, we set off for Matera (about which more tomorrow or the day after). We could have driven down a dual…
Grappa Haze
If today’s post reads even worse than usual, you’ll have to forgive me. I have a grappa fuzz, which will be explained later. Today’s walk into Gallipoli turned out to be more of a chore than a pleasure. The day…