Nestled into the hills of the Valle d'Itria, with Cisternino less then 10 minutes away, this is a magical place to stay. Unlike much of Italy, it still has some remnant indigenous vegetation (holm oaks, strawberry trees and other shrubby plants) inhabited by lots of small, twittering birds and brightly coloured lizards. Our suite (No. 14, L'Ulivo) was comprised of four adjacent trulli: one which served as the entry, one as the bathroom, another housing the bedroom and a small one serving as the walk-in wardrobe. At one end of the hotel, Suite 14 opens on one side onto a sloping lawn, where two nylon sling chairs, plus a small table under an umbrella, sit in a private garden area for this room's occupants' exclusive use. There was only one chair inside the room: a bucket chair which seemed to be made out of papier mache. Breakfasts in the dining pavilion were very good; dinners (which cost extra), less so. The food combinations were a little tricksy, and the pasta was very, very al dente, like everywhere in Italy, but so were some of the vegetables. Developing a walking path around the 6 or so (?) hectare property would be a nice touch worth including, with perhaps some information about the indigenous plants and animals we encountered.