Welcome to Puglia
Most visitors to Italy never make it this far south. That's the point.
Puglia sits at the heel of the Italian boot — two seas, 800 kilometres of coastline, and a food culture so deeply rooted in the land that olive trees here predate the Norman conquests. This is the Italy that hasn't been smoothed out for tourists. The masserie still function as farms. The women still shape orecchiette by hand in the streets of Bari's old quarter. The wine — Primitivo, Negroamaro, Verdeca — is made the way it has been made for centuries.
If you're looking for the Italy of brochures, there are plenty of operators who can help you find it. If you're looking for the real thing, you've found us.
White-washed towns of Greek flair stand out against turquoise sea waters and silver-grey millennia-old olive groves, while cone-roofed trulli houses and charming masserie dot the rolling hills that make Puglia's countryside so picturesque.
Puglia produces 40% of Italy's olive oil — pressed from trees that were ancient when Columbus was born. The burrata was invented here, eaten the morning it's made or not at all. The pasta is orecchiette, shaped by hand and dressed simply, because simplicity is what the ingredients demand. And the wine: Primitivo from sun-baked Salento vineyards; Negroamaro with the depth and grip of the south; crisp Verdeca for the fish that comes straight off the boats at Gallipoli and Taranto.
This is not cuisine that needs explaining. It needs eating.
We are an Irish company with deep roots in Puglia. We are fully insured, and we have been trusted by couples, families and solo travellers — and featured by the BBC, RTÉ, the Irish Times and the Irish Independent — because we do one thing and we do it properly.
Tell us what you're looking for. We'll build something you won't find anywhere else.

