I had a few friends over for a dinner party last night, and they were commenting on all my photographs around my condo. They
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all were displays of some of my favorite landscapes I fell in love with during my travels.
One panorama was of the town of Vieste, Italy that I visited 2 summers ago. Right in the ‘spur’ of Italy.
We got to talking about my adventure there, and found it quite fitting, that, the pasta being made for our dinner originated from the Vieste area – orrichette, or ‘small ear’.
What was so great about this part of my trip in Italy was that my 2 companions and I did not have a road map. We had no clue where we were driving, but, wow was it gorgeous at every turn.
Coming from Pescara, we ended up stopping for the first time in Vieste after driving the Italian way through multi-lane highways around Bari (and an Ikea!), to long country roads, to the curviest roads I have ever seen. Thank goodness my friend was so great at driving stick.
Driving into the town, from above was absolutely breath-taking. You can see the white wash buildings practically growing straight out of the rocky cliffs and hanging over the Adriatic Sea. I couldn’t wait to jump out of the car and explore this amazing city.
Speaking of jumping out, a lovely cricket friend about the size of my fist decided to jump IN to our car, and land on my leg…in which, my companions discovered my bizarre scream/laughing fit that I am somewhat famous for.
Anyway, once we finally found this cricket which decided to hang in for a 10 minute ride with us, my one friend carefully placed the cricket on the ground beside the car when we parked….ummm…unfortunately it was right in the lane of moped traffic. And, well….moment of silence….
After exploring this quaint city on foot, it was evident that this was a gateway for trade all around the world. The small shops 
that lined up along the narrowest alley ways housed some of the most unique jewelry from all around the world. One pair of banana wood earrings from Indonesia were my favorite by far.
Also on this walking adventure, we discovered possibly the most delicious olives I have ever tasted. We purchased a few scoops of olives and carried them around as we shopped. At the end of a 2 hour tour, sadly, those olives in the picture were toast.
Two amazing things will always be remembered fondly in my mind about this town (if you know me well, you will know I am a typical geographer when it comes to reflecting on my travels).
The first thing was this gigantic ROCK sticking out of the shallow water towering over the town.
The second, was the crazy tides that came in and out right below our hotel. At one moment, we were walking along a soft sandy beach, the next moment, we were wading through the clearest water I have ever seen.
Sigh.
What a rock!
Tides, a view from our room
From above
Please, can I go back?
Wistfully Wandering 