The serene beauty found with each step in the small alleyways and the deep blue boundless sea I have only begun to think back... a flux of perpetual charm, Polignano A Mare is perfect.
It's a little like Hong Kong (strip back the urban vibes) it is so quite during the day, once you're away from the morning markets and see few groups of old friends hanging out on street corners, enjoying coffee, taking rounds in the courtyards. By night, after shops and restaurants close in the afternoon, they reopen anytime from 16:00, the weekends in particular is flooded with effusive life, out past midnight. It's a whole different world, it reminds me of Midnight in Paris, instead of jumping back in time, it feels like I suddenly, repeatedly, unaware by a seamless transition find myself in another dimension, another character altogether of the small town. Relaxing jazz music and all kinds of ages wander the roads, as the walkways disappear under too many footfalls. I've never been one for the outdoors, but out of everything I enjoy the hiking and running without music - is amazing, just taking in the views and fresh crisp air, is so eye opening and revolutionary. Note to do that in England, suburban trees and houses will do. My third week in right now, I've moved slowly towards the inlands, but first, here are some snaps from the first week.
In God we trust,