Altamura wander

This is the narrow cobbled street I have looked out on for the past week. Today we did a spot of exploratious meandering (literary reference alert) between packing our bags and heading for the airport. This included a visit to a delightful bakery to buy a sandwich (plied with newly made biscuits while it was made), tea and cakes in a monastery pasticceria, and a wee peek at a wedding in the church in the photo. We felt very much at home and I didn't want to leave.

And as we dragged our cases over the cobbles to the bus, parked outside the old city, an old man called out to Mr PB: Au revoir, Monsieur...