Just before Christmas, with a friend, I attended an unusual day out. On a train of wagons with the start of the 900, and accompanied by a jazz quartet, I walked the beautiful countryside full of olive trees and prickly pear, and lush even in winter, to reach from the towns of Lecce Nardo and Gallipoli.
not dwell on Nardo, pace of friends originating from there: from a strictly cultural-historical, architectural, not worth a visit, with the exception of the municipal theater that looks like a jewel all red.
But Gallipoli is always a spectacle, also seen in winter, at night, and with a thin thin drizzle that has nothing to envy to the Basque txirimiri of memory. Indeed, it has much more charm to the streets of old semisedeserte, to encounter children playing, and see the people live, before to disappear in the commotion of a new summer. Many unresolved curiosity I have been clarified in this visit.
In particular, I finally understood what are the myriad of churches along the island, that is nothing but the chapels of the brotherhoods. Too bad the best of them, Our Lady of Purity, will be closed for repairs two years :-( but at least I had time to see it this spring.
One thing curious and strange, that I can resell them with my next guest is the museum on the ancient arts and crafts, set up by an elderly gentleman in his court, recovery and restoration tools used in fishing, but also objects of everyday life. Many of them reminded me of things used by my grandmother's house in the mountains, leaving a sweet nostalgia for that time that was and is no longer.
Finally, I visited an underground oil mill ... where we produce oil industry, one to light the lamps! Although it was exhausting work, seems to have been much sought work in these mills (there were 14 in the entire Gallipoli, but today even knowing the position you do not know access, walled up because in the past, so they are considered lost: it save only two), because the pay was much more than you earn fishermen or farmers. Small note
controversy: for unknown reasons, were forbidden to take pictures of the mill, even it were the Mona Lisa. Oh well, the Gallipoli are strange, if they think anyone ever bought a greeting card for their mill:-P
To finish the hike, we wanted to shop at the organic market, but the prices were very high, and we are satisfied ... organic almond-flavored brandy :-) just to finish on a sweet.
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