The poster announced that the town would be lit up only by candlelight, which I thought would be an enchanting sight. We headed out from Riace where the air was so still, it was practically suffocating. We arrived at Placanica in the midst of a "hurricane". Unless they were covered, I didn't think there would be any candles lit that night. In fact there weren't any, and not because of the wind, but because I was one night too early!!
Musicians playing the Tarantella, typical music of the area. Fun to watch as some of them pulled local youngsters from the crowd to dance. I had some of the best ribs ever at the outdoor kiosk. The only drawback to the meal was having to weigh everything down from the gusts of wind, especially the wine.
The houses in this old historic area were built from limestone that was ground, boiled to make a paste, cooled off over a period of days before it could be used to form the bricks of the house. Talk about time consuming but they have stood up well to the test of time.