Cycling in Italy - Day 13: Lecce to Manduria

26 / 07 / 2013

It was about time to pack my bags and hit the road to Manduria.

This ride was the most difficult up to now, because I had the wind blowing against me, all the way.

The first village that I had to reach, was Campi Salentina.

There I fell into this:

A few kilometers later, I was in Guagnano.

The olive trees were starting to fade out and wine grape fields showed up.

When I reached San Pancrazzio Salentino I was half way there.
The city welcomed me with this wonderfull hair saloon:

New Generation is WILD, MOTHERFUCKER.

The wind was kicking me in the face, the zippers on my bags were badly misplaced, but I managed to get to Manduria on time (I got my own time).

Castle of Manduria

There was not room for fun. I had to rest. After 1 beer, one kebap and 2 fast Negroni coctails, I slept like a 100kg angel.

Tomorrow, I head off to Taranto.

End of Day 13.