Lecce
Sorry for posting this so late; Baylee, my girlfriend, and my roommate, Louis, had a chance to go to Lecce two weeks ago, and we jumped on that chance. I cannot exaggerate at how beautiful the city was, all I can say is I had my mouth open the whole time, gawking at the history that was left behind from both the Romans and the Early Roman Catholic Church.
We woke up early on a Saturday Morning, packed our bags and took a short ride in our van to the City of Lecce. The trip, being only around 35-45 minutes, was so damn beautiful, all I could think about was how Lecce was going to look. I mean, the whole ride I was glued to the window, watching the olive trees and vineyards on the Coast of Puglia pass us by, truly amazing.
As we get into Lecce, my heart begins to beat. Cobble Stone streets, tight alleyways and beautiful architecture as far as the eye can see; and we haven't even gotten into the true city yet. Our van dropped us off at the Piazza di Giuseppe Garibaldi. The look I had on my face could only be described by the people that saw it. I was in shock and awe at the piazza, and we had only just arrived.
Baylee and Louis basically had to drag me away from the plaza, and to our beautiful Air BNB, supplied by the wonderful Alice. After we got settled in, we began our tour de Lecce. When I say I should have brought duck tape to hold my mouth open, I should have. Everywhere I looked, there was romanesque architecture, with new and old built around it. Every building had its own flair of old that allowed for a beautiful contrast.
We finally hit the center of Lecce, which holds the awe inspiring amphitheater, which was used for both show and gladiatorial fights. Overlooking the amphitheater, the pope beckons you forth unto the city, almost begging you to look forth and find the many of the multiple left over artifacts of a past time. I wish I could put all of what we found into this post, but I cannot describe the beauty of this beautiful town in words.
Grazie Mille e Ciao
We woke up early on a Saturday Morning, packed our bags and took a short ride in our van to the City of Lecce. The trip, being only around 35-45 minutes, was so damn beautiful, all I could think about was how Lecce was going to look. I mean, the whole ride I was glued to the window, watching the olive trees and vineyards on the Coast of Puglia pass us by, truly amazing.As we get into Lecce, my heart begins to beat. Cobble Stone streets, tight alleyways and beautiful architecture as far as the eye can see; and we haven't even gotten into the true city yet. Our van dropped us off at the Piazza di Giuseppe Garibaldi. The look I had on my face could only be described by the people that saw it. I was in shock and awe at the piazza, and we had only just arrived.
Baylee and Louis basically had to drag me away from the plaza, and to our beautiful Air BNB, supplied by the wonderful Alice. After we got settled in, we began our tour de Lecce. When I say I should have brought duck tape to hold my mouth open, I should have. Everywhere I looked, there was romanesque architecture, with new and old built around it. Every building had its own flair of old that allowed for a beautiful contrast.
We finally hit the center of Lecce, which holds the awe inspiring amphitheater, which was used for both show and gladiatorial fights. Overlooking the amphitheater, the pope beckons you forth unto the city, almost begging you to look forth and find the many of the multiple left over artifacts of a past time. I wish I could put all of what we found into this post, but I cannot describe the beauty of this beautiful town in words.
Grazie Mille e Ciao
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