We slept in a Trullo last night – it was surrounded by beautiful countryside half way between Alberobello and Locorotondo. In fact our advice is don’t stay too long in these touristy towns; get out into the countryside and explore the dilapidated Trulli in the fields.
It’s a scene of autumnal trees, bright green grass and iron-tinged soil. And the beautiful unique conical roofings of the Trulli.
And soon you have a fantasy of buying one, engaging your friendly local builder and spending evenings watching the sun set whilst drinking a bottle of Rosso del Salento. We’ve just been idly flicking through Rightmove… who knows.