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You know a place has well and truly grabbed you by the heart strings when you travel 16,000 kms as the crow flys to get there. Not once, but twice. And we leave this morning full of hopes and dreams and goals there will be a next time. Poised atop the hills hugging Fasano, and looking out over fruit orchards and olive groves to the Adriatic in the distance, this trullo has been brought back to life by its owners with the love on show in ever single place. you care to stop and gaze. We alternate between hangs at home (yes, that’s how it feels to us) and day trip adventures to other villages near and far - Locorontondo, Martina Franca, Matera, Monolpoli, Bari, Alberobello and more. For two weeks, we slide into a slower pace of being, luxuriating in summer days which begin before 5am and last until 8pm when the sun finally sets to the west of the trullo.; we stock up at the local market and feast on figs and cherries dripping from the trees on the property. We walk into the local. village and pick up the local bombette - fine rolls of beef filled with cheese, or pancetta, or both -from a reknown butcher and grill them over hot coals, glass of local white in hand as we look out towards the sea. Some mornings we head out to pick up ricotta made overnight to eat with fresh figs we’ve picked from trees footsteps from the back door, grilled with local honey and pancetta cured by the butcher less than a kilometre away. We’re in the midst of it all if we want to be, or treated to days spent in utter, total, seemingly isolated bliss if we wish to be. At night, we sleep under the conical trullo roof, and just wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. This trullo has been exquisitely restored, with complete respect to its origins, and furnished and styled with care and love. The kitchen it’s hesrt, and we can’t imagine anyone not wanting to hang around it’s over 100 year old marble table, passed on to the owner by her grandmother, enjoying a local wine and taralle, while preparing dinner. It’s hard to leave. Every day we’re there. It’s that special. On our last morning we spend the last hour in the pool, every fibre of our being wishing we could stay.. The generosity of spirit of the trullo’s owners. Paola & Robert, is everywhere - in the books to read, the herb & tomato garden, the will-never-run-out supply of olive oil at hand, their go to tips on local eats and experiences designed to give you a true Apulian experience, the hand croteched place mats you know Paola has made. Just book. Experience of a lifetime. Heart plsce..