The Bay of Naples, Italy
Experience, memory and time frame our lives. We exist together and are shaped by them but are unable to catch hold of any one of them … we’re like flotsam on a storm sea.
I look back at my life and know its chapters have changed me, that each has altered the book of me they belong to. Now there’s a new chapter to add – Naples.
Statue in the square that overlooks the old cave houses in Matera, in Basilicata in Italy
Our three days of travel are almost up. We have one day left and one last place to see.
We leave the coast near Puglia and, with global positioning satellite technology as our guide, travel alien-style towards some of the oldest homes on earth – the cave dwellings (sassi) of Matera.
Love in Chiaia – Naples, Italy
Love – the elusive glue that helps us stay together in ways we still don’t understand. It’s something that most of us come across at some point in our lives if we’re lucky … unless we come to Naples, Italy, and then it’s everywhere.
Taranto, in Puglia, Italy
Stories attract me to places, they’re an introduction, the start of a conversation.
Taranto in the south of Italy, has many stories, almost too many to bear. Today it’s the ‘for sale’ sign that’s crunching consciences – the huge steel works that have dominated and contaminated the city for decades are on the market.
We visit Taranto on our second full day in Puglia – this is about what we find. It’s a lot more than just steel.
The seafront in Otranto, in Puglia, Italy
‘Time to leave’ – three words that own the fastest days in the calendar. You know when to expect them but it seldom makes them easier to manage.
Our two years in Italy, focussed around Naples, end in a rush but, even so, we do manage to wedge in a few days to explore further south – Puglia. We head off in the car with the dog … and half a plan.