We were up at the crack of dawn for a quick breakfast and for the three hour drive down to Bari. Why Bari? Holly had seen this article in the Sunday Times and had liked the sound of Puglia and had very kindly invited us along. They had taken an early Ryanair flight from Stansted and we had agreed to meet them. As we walked into the arrivals hall at Aeroporto de Bari, they walked out of customs. What a bit of good planning (and a lot of luck - Ed). All that remained was the forty minute drive down the coast to the hotel in Ostuni.
La Sommita is a fabulous hotel perched high on the top of the hill of Ostuni. This part of town is zoned for pedestrians and inhabitants only and is barred from general entry by bollards. Bollards that can be operated by certain people but not all.
AJ and I walked up the steep cobbled streets to find the hotel, realising that there was no way that we could carry the cases up the hill. No problem said the staff, get in the buggy outside, we'll take you down the hill and lead you to the carpark and then bring you and your luggage back. Excellent and a lot of fun. Before we even got to see the rooms, and deciding that we were a bit peckish, we wandered a bit further up the hill to Osteria Piazzetta Cattedrale for a quick bite and a couple of bottles of wine. Even though it was after 14.00 we were served a sumptuous feast of antipasti and starters. Roberto and his wife, who cooks, were kindness itself. This is the life.
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