We are continuing to sail down the coast of Italy, anchoring at dusk along the way, crossing from Italy’s ball of the foot to Italy’s heel near the region of Puglia. The weather has been comfortable, the water is crystal clear, we noticed dolphins everywhere, and we had lovely light winds enabling us to sail and turn off the motors.

Until it wasn’t. On Saturday (06/17), the weather report cited winds 15-20 knots; it blew 30! In our life vests, Rich was tethered to the boat in order to best navigate the unexpected winds and confused waters. It seemed like we were immersed in the sloshing water of a washing machine; all I could think of was, “Honey, I Shrunk the Kids?!” It was not pleasant. I was quite on edge.

After yesterday’s debacle we stayed at the anchorage, a Happy Father’s Day present for Rich, in Castrignano del Capo, a part of southern Puglia. This town rests between the Ionian and Adriatic sea.

Castrignano del Capo was a great surprise especially since I found that most of the unique places to explore in Puglia are more inland. Anyway, the town square has narrow lanes filled with colorful buildings, stunning archways and alleys, with vibrant flowers flowing everywhere, all in a protective wall. The castle in Giuliano di Lecce, is one of the few to have kept its original form and still has a moat!

We made sure to visit the baroque style Church of San Michele Arcangelo, built in 1743. One can never have enough faith and thankfulness.

Finally, here comes the sea parade. I am telling you, you never know what these boisterous, hand waving Italians have to offer. There are boats going by us for yet another celebration with folks singing and bull horns blasting, it is like the Jersey shore! Whether you are anchored either near a marina or near a beach, you are the center of photographs. I have been filmed by a landlubber’s drone, photographed by sight-seers on charters, and videoed by a neighboring boat when dropping anchor. I hate my picture being taken…