As I mentioned in my last blog post,
I got sidetracked quite easily in Alberobello,
by virtue of it being market day the morning after we arrived.
Not that I did any shopping (I am not a shopaholic - but I could be, given chance).
But those 'won't happen again' moments
were too good to miss......
|Four guys and a 1922 Silver Ghost|
|Show me the way to go home|
|Girlfriends got nothing to wear|