
— a town built to come apart, and never did.
“Fifteen hundred conical roofs in two old quarters of a small town in the Itria Valley. The houses were built dry, stone on stone without mortar, so they could be pulled down fast when the tax man came up from Bari, then stacked back into homes after he left. The builder's signature sat in the pinnacle at the top of each cone; a cross or a sun, painted in whitewash on the grey slabs. Most of the dismantling stories are half legend now. The roofs stayed. People still live under them, in Rione Monti, where the lanes climb.

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Alberobello sits in the Itria Valley of Puglia, in the Metropolitan City of Bari, about 55 kilometres southeast of the regional capital and 402 metres above the sea. Its two historic quarters, Rione Monti and Aia Piccola, hold more than 1,500 trulli, the conical drystone houses that give the town its name and its UNESCO World Heritage listing, granted in 1996. The settlement grew from scattered farms around the year 1000 into villages under the Acquaviva counts; in 1797 Ferdinand IV, the Bourbon king of Naples, granted Alberobello the status of a royal town and freed it from feudal rule. The name traces to the medieval Latin silva arboris belli, the wood of the tree of war.
The trulli are built by corbelling: flat limestone slabs laid in rings, each course stepped slightly inward until the cone closes at the top, with no mortar holding any of it. The stone came from the Murge, the karst plateau the town stands on, quarried on site as the builders dug cisterns beneath the floors. The grey slab roofs, called chiancarelle, sit over walls washed each year with lime. A carved pinnacle caps each cone as the builder's signature, and many roofs carry a painted symbol in whitewash: a cross, a heart, a sun, a zodiac sign. The oldest standing trulli date to the 14th century, and the technique is still practised by a handful of local masters.
Two quarters make up the protected zone. Rione Monti, the larger, holds about 1,030 trulli along steep lanes that climb to the church of Sant'Antonio, itself built in trullo form in 1926. Many of its houses are now shops and guesthouses, and it draws the crowds. Aia Piccola, with roughly 590 trulli, stays residential and quiet, closer to how the town once lived. The one trullo to break the single-storey rule is the Trullo Sovrano, raised in the mid-1700s by the Perta family and now a small house-museum. The streets are free to wander in every season; entry is charged only at a few museum trulli. The patron feast of Saints Cosmas and Damian fills the town each September.