I’ve mapped out some ideas for a day ride, but today does not look like the most promising biking day. Showers are predicted for sometime around noon, and as we sit around the room debating what to do we hear the rumble of thunder. Soon after it’s pouring, which clarifies our minds. After sitting around for another hour I go down to the market below our room for ham, cheese and bread and we have a lunchtime picnic on our bed.
Not long afterwards the rain stops again, and we decide to take a walk instead. We settle on a lovely eight mile loop that follows the bed of the dry Canna River down to the coast. Passing through town on the way back, we hit up an ATM and then stop for a beer and ice cream break at the Bar Lerose (the place we hid outat yesterday morning) before scrambling back to our town through the agricultural fields sprawled below its walls.
We get back to our room around five. Too late to do anything productive before dinner, so we don’t.
Starting our walk to the sea, we pause for a look back at the castle.
I’m so proud! It’s like I got a graduation certificate. I ordered a mezzolitro of vino rosso, and our server Antonio looked startled. You speak excellent Italian, he exclaimed.
Clockwise from the upper left, but not chronologically: homemade pasta with sausage and broccolini; spigola; cod with crushed red sweet peppers; and lemon cheesecake.
