Romano Battaglia wrote “I think it takes a lot of courage to continue, fall, get up and go on. After all, what matters is not the destination, but the journey itself, the encounters, the experiences we have to live in order to learn to live. in pain this life is worth living “.
My last year was like this: brave. Salento on the bus was born from the desire to discover Puglia slowly. Turning it around by public transport, with all the pros and cons of the case. As soon as I arrived in Lecce, walking through its streets surrounded by new smiles, I realized that all the road made to date has served to reach a moment called happiness.
The beauty of this trip was the freedom to choose, day after day, where to go and what to see. I admired beautiful landscapes from the windows of buses and trains. Expanses of olive trees, towns slumbering in the heat of summer where life flowed simply by meeting in the square for a greeting and a few words, cliffs lapped by the waves and sculpted by the winds, sandy beaches kissed by a crystalline sea. I traveled more than 300 km, took more than ten buses and six trains, tracing my own route to discover this Italian region. In seven days I visited Lecce, Otranto, Gallipoli, Porto Cesareo, Ostuni, Polignano a Mare and Bari. Different cities of which I will tell you stories and experiences in the next travel stories.