Lovely cycle today, not quite 100km. Went inland to avoid the dual carriageway along the coast. Note to Puglia government – don’t upgrade single lane roads to dual carriageways without providing a legal alternative cycling option.
The road down into Monopoli was lovely. Quiet, smooth, winding corners, just the right gradient so I didn’t have to brake or pedal. Perfect. Along the way an Italian registered BMW X5 slowed, and the passenger stuck his head out. The conversation went like this:
Him: “Oi, you English mate!?”
Me: “yeah, English”
Him: “where ya from?”
Him: “you ‘ave an house out ‘ere, or you just on ‘oliday?”
Me: “I’m cycling around the world for 5 years”
Him: “Oh right, good luck then!”
And the car roared off.
Monopoli, though, was a dump. The roads were so bad and potholed, it was the first time I was seriously worried about the integrity of the bike. The campsite though, wants €27 for a bit of gravel. Haven’t paid yet, and have no intention of doing so! Also, I arrived at 3pm. They said it’s quiet time until 4pm, so I can’t build my tent. What a ridiculous rule.