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One of many Baroque churches |
The Italian town of Lecce in
the Puglia region, is located in the "heel" of the Italian boot. Rob
had researched the town and discovered that it was generally off the beaten
path and perfectly situated for day trips. The weather during the first couple
days of their visit felt bitterly cold because of the strong wind blowing in
damp air despite the air temperature only being 12°C. Even their stone-structured apartment wouldn't warm up due to its, although beautiful, cathedral
ceilings and lack of insulation and weather sealing.
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Monestary courtyard |
“Please turn the heat down
when you are not in the apartment. Heating is very expensive in Italy.”, was
Cosima, their Italian host's, only request. Although they were never warm the
first few days, they readily honoured her request since the apartment was both
spacious and well equipped and Cosima had given them a very competitive rate
for their off-season stay.
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Western gate into the the old town |
Although the days reminded
them of those damp, bitter, December spells of their hometown of Windsor, they
made the most of their time cooking indoors and catching up on their reading
and writing, sometimes in their apartment, sometimes huddled up in an outdoor
cafe near a heater. When the wind died down, the city became noticeably warmer,
living up to the Mediterranean reputation of having mild winters. During these
days they would spend more time walking around and discovering the town.
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Empty old town streets |
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Baroque stone work |
The spacious apartment they
rented was ideally situated for exploring Lecce. A few blocks in one direction
was the ‘Old Town’ with Lecce’s fabulous fortress castle and Baroque style
churches, which lends Lecce the name, ’Florence of the South’. A few blocks in
the other direction, the extensive outdoor shopping district was found.
Additionally, there were markets all around the immediate vicinity allowing
them to stock up on fresh, local bread, produce, and cheeses. They especially
appreciated the exquisite little sweet shops, delis, and wine boutiques that
feature Puglia’s regional Primitivo
and Negramaro wines.
During the first few days in
Lecce they remarked on several occasions how quiet and deserted the city
appeared. As they walked through the old town and the periphery, they were
usually alone or accompanied by only few pedestrians. They discussed how good
it was to be in a smaller town as it allowed for a more authentic Italian
experience. Being out of the tourist route, most locals spoke very little
English compared to Italy’s western shores, which allowed them to practise
their rudimentary Italian.
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Baroque horses, a suitable carving topic and a local cuisine |
On their first evening, they
walked around the ‘Old Town’ making note of places they would like to visit
over the next ten days. One significant sight, a Roman Amphitheatre, was
located beside a cafe that they ended up frequenting during most afternoons.
Although they returned the next day to tour the Amphitheatre, they found that
it was closed to the public. They watched from above as more than a dozen
people worked on the stage - moving in potted plants, bricks, sod, and other
staging equipment. When they’d seen their fill, they moved on.
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Day two of the nativity construction |
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Day three |
Subsequently, over the next
few days they made notes of the progress on the development in the
Amphitheatre. Buildings arose, a vegetable garden emerged, a vineyard was
planted, sod was laid, and eventually paper mâché characters were added. Below
them the ruins of a Roman Amphitheatre had been transformed into a life-size
nativity scene complete with a star of Bethlehem made of Christmas lights
strung high above their heads.
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Day four |
Early in their visit they
stumbled upon the ‘Fair of Saint Lucia’, which is a celebration of nativity
scenes which has been held in Lecce since the early 1500's. Rob and Beth
wandered among the dozens of stalls set up in the former convent of Teatini
each laden with nativity scenes and accessory pieces such as miniature bowls of
fruit or vegetables, rounds of cheese, livestock, people, olive or palm trees,
etc… Each artist created their work out of the Lecce traditional art form of
paper mâché and terra cotta, while some branched into the modern form of Fimo.
As there were virtually no other visitors, Beth and Rob moved about easily
among the various stalls and again wondered how all of these artists could be
supported.
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Nativities of paper mache
at Teatini convent |
On their fourth night, Friday,
they decided to explore the shopping district. Although it was late and the
shops would be closed, together they thought it would be a good walk to scout
out the area for an afternoon shopping trip the next day. As they walked block
after block of empty streets, they again pondered how this economy was
supported by so little pedestrian traffic. How exactly big was Lecce as it
appeared that the shopping district stretched on and on?
Shortly after they returned to
their apartment, Rob called out to Beth from the kitchen while on his laptop,
"So, how many people do you think live here?"
"Uh, fifty
thousand?"
"Try three
million!", replied Rob.
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Exhibition day of the Nativity |
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Same street different
atmosphere |
Saturday morning they one
again stopped at the Amphitheatre to see if there were any further developments
to the nativity scene. To their surprise hundreds and hundreds of people were
milling about the square. There were Italian-speaking guided tour groups
viewing the nativities, individuals taking photos, shoppers buying the day's
fresh baked delicacies, crowds gathered around street buskers. They could see
that the crowds continued down the streets the Old Town as well. Rob and Beth
were stunned. They felt as if they were reliving a scene from the film ‘the
Truman Show’. Having discovered the population of the area, the directors
needed to call on cast of characters to fill the town's roles.
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Busy St. Oronzo's square celebrations |
As was their plan, they returned
to the shopping district and found the same situation – pedestrians crowded the
streets everywhere. The Christmas season has officially begun. Overnight Lecce
was transformed into the thriving urban centre of Puglia.
I like how at exactly the same time that I am changing a crappy diaper and trying to find plausible reasons not to go shovel the snow in the driveway, you two are snapping photos of baroque stonework in Italy. Just....screw you.
ReplyDeleteHey Paul,
DeleteDid you consider the six hour time difference?
:)
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I DID. that is the problem. 4 in the morning here is not a time of rest. :S
ReplyDeleteHope all is well. I'm going to get some Z's in while i can
DeletePaul, isn't that great that you're having a white Christmas?
(Rob, have you seen my sunglasses?)
Merry Christmas, dear nephew!