With one exception, our time in Puglia was all blue skies and sunshine, making the region’s white cities a visual feast. Most were walled fortresses high atop hills, and their approaches are breathtaking.
This is Locorotondo, on the itinerary until it was bumped by having to spend a day at the Volvo dealer managing emergency service on the vehicle. Next time.
We kept Ostuni on the agenda. Its approach is spectacular, as well, though trying to photograph it posed impossible (for me, from a moving vehicle along a highway.)

To be honest, there is not much to “do” in these beautiful cities; aside from admiring the one or two, or more, Baroque churches, the real pleasure comes from wandering the whitewashed lanes and soaking up the Mediterranean-like atmosphere. Don’t worry, the residents don’t mind.

 Ostuni’s Cathedral holds a prominent location in the old city.

Vespas were rather popular modes of transportation along the narrow lanes. 

Hmm. I’ll wager that having a Vespa in Vienna could be quite advantageous, too.