All stretched out the Adriatico and Jonio, ancient bridge towards east there’s a land of strong chromatic contrasts, with dazzling light games that model architectonic natural geometries; with large stony planes corrored by the wind and lapped on transparent waters like the emerald; with archaic rites inerpreted thousand and thousand times.
Its infinite landscapes are a palette composed by familiar tonalities: from hot yellow of the wheat to austere green of olives to brilliant one of the vineyards.
This is the Salento, land of ancient beauty and splendid history of persuasive legendary interventions.
Its caves of karst formation nature have been a sure shelter of the early executorials of magic pictures- writings – this is the Salento that waits for giving you hospitality.