Mary is watching for the first sign of water and got really excited when she saw it... well, she thought she saw it... it's amazing when one's imagination kicks into gear... needless to say, it was a good 1/2 hour before we actually saw the water...
When I made the reservations online, well lets say it was a little misleading... The first "white lie" was that it was in Bari, Italy... the map was very misleading... they called it Bari/Barletta... I read that as a community close by... well I guess in Italy "close" is a relative term (or is that Expedia's fault... hmmmm) Anyway Barletta was 39 kilometers a way... but it was on the coast... after roaming around the town we finally found the hotel...

with the Adriatic Sea as it's front yard... We were so excited... (this is the hotel that advertised a private beach) As we were checking in, we found out that it was going to cost us 10 euros extra (of course it's going to cost extra) we told them we wanted to go look at it first before deciding...so we took our stuff up to our room and then headed for the beach...
Now what would you imagine if a hotel advertised a "private beach"? I envisioned a small beach with a few people... HA HA HA What we found was a community beach that cost you $$ to get in... that it was used by ALL the hotels plus the town of Barletta plus whoever else wanted to come... there were hundreds and hundreds of people... Our hotel had a whopping 10 unbrellas reserved out of a couple of hundred... Mary and I split a gut laughing over that one... but, a beach is a beach... so we paid for one day of "umbrella and lounge chairs" for the next day... In the mean time, we decided to swim next door in a free area... what a blast and how refreshing!!! then we showered and headed to Bari for dinner... Well Bari wasn't what Mary had expected either... but we found a side-walk cafe that was serving dinner before 8pm and we shared Spaghetti Carbonara... oh my word!!! it was marvelous! I'm hooked!!! Coming home was a whole different story... ok, we found Barletta ok... but finding our hotel was a whole different story... One of the things we discovered about Italy in August... everyone (and I do mean everyone) comes out around 8-9pm... it's like a community party every night... bbqs going... card tables with card games going on... people strolling... kids running and laughing... it looked like so much fun to participate in but definitely not to drive through... the signage was awful... after many question asking with Italians knowing "a little english" but not knowing much,... 3 hours later we found our hotel... neither of us ready to do anything but sleep...
Sorry, not much in the way of pictures to start here... but the next day we headed across the street to our "private" umbrella (oh, did I tell you the next umbrella was about 15 feet away from ours?) but we had a blast anyway!

after a grand day of splashing in the water... taking a nap... splashing some more we were refreshed and ready to clean up for dinner...aha... that was another mistake we made... it was 5:30pm when we were ready for dinner and no one was open until 8pm... oh my, now what do we do? So we start walking... and asking... and walking... finally we found this place that sold pizza by the slice and other bready pizza type things... food was ok... best of all it was filling...
As we strolled back to the hotel we decided to splurge and get a gelato... the man behind the counter asked us if we were American... when we said yes, he responded with "I love Americans! I love Obama!" he had scooped the two flavors Mary had asked for then picked up a little scoop and started adding different flavors while continueing to say "I love Americans! I love Obama!" after the two cone masterpieces done, he waive away our money saying "I love Americans!" It was hilarious! and we got a free cone for being Americans... me thinks not too many Americans come to Barletta!
The next morning we were sad to leave but needed to head up the coast to Venice... We decided to take the coastal route and oh what views we saw... we had decided we wanted to get close to the water, we followed one road which ended at a resturant/bar with a name that made us step back and want to leave (I can't remember the name but it made me think maybe a topless or something like that - a place two Christian ladies would be caught dead in)...


we were trying to turn around when this guy stopped us... welcomed us to come to the beach... oh my word... but surprise - the place was ok and the beach, though quiet was quite exquisite! water a littler rougher than the day before...we continued on our drive... getting glimpes along the way... I'll post those images in the next blog...










































