Trading Standards alert! When you look at pictures in travel books and on Mrs Google you will see many pictures like this that refer to Lecce. So of course travel buddy and I packed swimming stuff in anticipation of some wonderful dooking experiences. Unbeknown to us, despite our planning, Lecce is 12 miles inland. ‘Nae bother’ you might say north of the border. Hop on a bus. My love, hate relationship with all things busses in Italy continues.
Yes there are busses to the coast in ‘the season’. We are not in said season so we explored alternatives. I value life over hiring a car and driving! It is compulsory to be on the phone whilst driving and I am unused to this. Besides the steering wheel is on the wrong side.
So we looked at excursions. Only €90 each for a five hour ‘experience’. So swimming in crystal clear warm waters is off the agenda.
We found a bar to drown our sorrows.
We continued our meanderings around this beautiful old city.
We did actually find the castle. But it is under restoration so couldn’t go round that!
Don Mac Clean lyrics.
Nothing for it really than to partake of the local hospitality offerings. Not so sure about the horse meat! We were expecting seafood!
We are expecting the place to be very busy tommorrow. Perhaps a day on the terrace.
We were excited to see a big stage being put up with a sound systems and television crews in the ‘big square’.
Who knows…
Silver tops still wandering 
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