The morning in Ostuni comes early, the kind of early where the air is still cool, and the town square is just starting to stir.

Ostuni, the "White City," is a place that looks like it’s been plucked straight from a dream, all gleaming walls and sun-soaked alleys.

Brindisi. It’s the kind of place that people tend to overlook, the kind of town that’s more of a waypoint than a destination.

Beyond the Postcards: A Rough & Real Taste of Southern Italy