In Salento

Came down to the eastern most point of Puglia (and Italy) to pick up my precious girlfriend Valentina before heading back to Rome, and then to Indonesia. Everything around here evokes the sea that brushes its shores and provides the air with that unique smell anyone who has been close to the Mediterranean will recognize instantly.











Here some classic shots from this area of the Mediterranean. A view of the Ionian Sea from the coast line, and a hut made of stone, in local dialect 'Caseddhru', used by the farmers to store materials. And of course the Olive trees.

Above is a local pasta specialty called 'Sagne'. The ingredients? Flour, water, and as Valentina's grandmother who made the batch in display explained, hands.