We’re now on our way to Bari to catch the ferry across to Greece. Along the journey though we found a very nice town to stay in last night. It was quintessentially Italian, with countless pizzerias and gelato shops. Tarconte, the peaceful little town, turned out to have a great deal of mediaeval architecture. Just outside the town we’re some incredibly illustrated Etruscan tombs. However, with all this culture around, I’m starting to fear we’ve been in Italy slightly too long – as Simon’s gone native and is always hanging his bloody arm out the window like an Italian driver.