I have arrived at Bari, the end of my Italian walk and the port for Albania. I have walked 416km to get here from Rome and climbed and descended over 6,500m.
It has been tough going in places but, as always, I have found that after a bad run of events something good always happens.
I set off along Roman roads and have walked some stretches in Puglia.
Walking over the Appenines was made more difficult by muddy tracks and deep streams to ford but I was blessed with good weather.
Finally the stretch through Puglia had been easy, although made more difficult by aggressive dogs and dangerous driving on the roads.
A sad thing about Italy is the rubbish by the roadside and in the streams. There is a lot of fly tipping as by this Roman bridge.
I am looking forward to Albania and a new stage in the walk.