San Vito

Not the San Vito dei Normanni ( yes it was dear old William the Conquerer who not content with taking England decided Puglia would be a nice place to have a suumer castle and why not ). This San Vito is just outside one of the nicest places on the coast Polignano al Mare.

You can see it on the map above and delight with me also that I have managed to figure out how to put a map on my blog! So you are dying to know how did we end up down there. Well the thunder threatened again and to be honest is now becoming rather boring. You can enjoy a little bit of the tropics but not everyday and not really in Puglia. By 9 a.m. the clouds gather, by midday it is overcast and humid and at 2.30 the heavens open and close again around 4 p.m. We are not alone most of Italy is affected other than low lying sea plain areas. but that doesn’t really help does it.
So off we went to the beach except that today the clouds followed us down. Go north I cried as the sun disappeared and we drove up through Saveletri that I have covered here in previous posts. This is home to the place where young Timberlake ( Justin) got married and started filling the flights down here. I saw in the London Evening Standard that their travel writer had followed others down here and had also found this mythical beachside restaurant crawling with local fishermen and cooking on open braziers succulent locally caught fish. She went one up on the rest and was there at dawn to meet the said fishermen in and watch them land the catch straight into the restaurant kitchen and immediately on the brazier. She stood as the sun rose fiery red in the eastern sky and sampled langoustines and assorted fish. so this mythical travel writers dream is now a 24 hour diner as well. Where can it end.
But I digress, the sun was still not out. Onward northwards I cried and we drove on to Pulignano where the first glimmers of rays were appearing. If you haven’t been and get the chance do go to this lovely small town. The old town is sumptuous and the feel of the place is lovely. But to be sure of the weather I cried, yes you guessed, onwards and we drove on. Now about one click north we detoured down a small road into the village of San Vito. Sublime, two small fish restaurants and not a copy of the Evening Standard in sight, a lovely little harbour with blue fishing boats and an old church on the headland. Disney couldn’t do it better.
I didn’t have my camera but we will return and give you a report.

We did get to the beach further on. Luckily I had our trusty little Suzuki Jeep and we went down a cliff to it, We sat there and I congratulated my  myself on a job well done only to look back down the coast and see the sun had again come out in Torre Canne.

Geraldine then pointed out that the beach was, without a four wheel drive or a motor bike, inaccessible and that had I noticed she was the only female there the other 30 or so were all males with some of the tiniest Speedos ( Swim wear, behave yourself out there) in the world.

Well it takes all sorts doesn’t it.

About hereinpuglia

Retired to Puglia after some 40 years in the travel industry working for P&O Lines, British Airways, Alamo rent-a-car,Abercrombie&Kent, owner of Quest Tours and Travel and finally Thomas Cook. Married to Geraldine we now have a small house with too much land near the town of Martina Franca in Puglia. Two kids one married and living in Hong Kong and the other single and living in London. No dogs, no cats no animals.
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One Response to San Vito

  1. Sam Brunetti says:

    Polignano a Mare is where the singer Domenico Modugno who sang the famous song “Volare” was born. Lovely little town built on scraggly rocks overlooking the deep blue/green Adriatic.

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