Alberobello conical roofs like the Mycenaean Tholos (θόλος), among history, architecture, anecdotes in a fairy-tale city

The visit with Eusto-FYD through the alleys of Alberobello is not just a walk but a timeless experience, among fairy-tale alleys in search of the secrets of an ancient and unique construction technique developed by Apulian farmers based on a construction method ancestral.
In fact, the trullo takes us back to an archaic, biblical era , but its dry construction technique was already known to the Mycenaeans in ancient Greece. Our visit touches on the Aia Piccola and Monti districts. The first has remained frozen in time, with people still living there. Then we visit a trullo from the inside and see the ancient threshing floor on which the wheat was beaten and which today is a square. Then the Casa d'Amore, the first house built using cement mortars.
And we move to the Monti district, richer in shops and crafts. The visit touches on the Siamese trullo, it has two interpenetrated cones on which hangs a curious legend that tells of a woman fought over by two brothers. Continuing, you go up to the trulli church of Sant'Antonio , but not before visiting one of the many craftsmen who build miniature trulli.
The visit to Alberobello is an itinerary among the typical houses with conical roofs and is aimed at discovering their curiosities, construction secrets and history. The oriental charm of the trulli, in a UNESCO site, explained by a true expert who brings to life the peasant civilization that created them, between history and legend, the one according to which, to evade the taxes imposed by the Prammatica de Baronibus , the Count of Conversano Giangirolamo II periodically ordered the destruction of the trulli so as not to leave any inhabitants in the area.
And then the uniqueness of telling my experience of working with the trullari to understand their secrets. Tour of approximately 2 km, comfortable shoes and a lot of curiosity in your mind to discover at every turn the charm of a fairytale town and the legendary secret, why not, of the Easter sandwich.