A Long Day...

...and worth every minute.

Our flight was at 6:20 from Stansted which meant leaving the flat at 3 am to get to Liverpool Street to catch the 3:40 train. I got about two hours of sleep and Tim had none.

Naturally when everyone got on the plane take-off was then delayed for two hours. When we got to our destination in Puglia, it took nearly two hours to pick up our hire car. What do you do if you have to wait two hours in Italy?  Time for gelato!

We eventually made it to our trullo and got groceries. Tim then suggested that we have a wee drink in the square. Little did I know that he had arranged a band to be playing, people to be laughing and children to be frolicking. And the weather is amazing!