At home there's a sound which drives us mad. It sounds a little like a duck. We hear it in the middle of the day. And have no clue what it is.
So. We're in Italy and there's a very similar noise. But when it goes dark.
After three nights googling "what bird makes a squeaky noise at night" or "what is that sonar type sound at night" Stu finally found the cause of the Italian version of the Lawrence Road duck.
It's a Scops Owl.
And tonight I can get to bed a little earlier and abandon my bird sound search.
Another frustration of this holiday is the Sat Nav. As we don't know the area we tend to enter a city / town rather than an address. Of course the Sat Nav takes you to 'city centre'. So invariably we have ended up literally in the centre of some city...down tiny one-way streets. Lost.
So I normally just head right back out again. Stressed. And head for the next place. And do the bloody same.
Today we tried Gallipoli. For those who don't know Gallipoli is an island, reachable by bridge and kind of circle shaped. The Sat Nav took us right there. We drove round the circle. And back off it. No photos. From what we saw as we navigated the narrow road...it had shops and bars. And some fortifications.
We pulled up somewhere safe and asked the Sat Nav to find a beach...near our current location. Genius.
We ended up on the quietest beach ever. With our own little rocky, sheltered haven. Time for a spot of lunch and some much-needed rays.
Before we set off again. To drive some more.
The forecast for tomorrow is rain. Everywhere within a driveable distance. So we need to think of something to do. There is a safari park. Not really what we came to Italy for but the reviews I've read are good.
Or we might just drive around the local area. Avoiding trafiic.
We nearly died a couple of times today. Italian drivers are completely insane. And impatient.