Day at the Adriatic (Mediteranian)

Jim with 1E worth of pizza

View of other beachers and the fishing pier.

Today, after going for coffee, to market and to the bakery we set off for Pratola where our bank is. We wanted to put some more American money in the bank so we would have money when we come back. Parking was a bit of a problem, but soon we were on our way to a beach south of Pescara that Gregor and Jim found last year. It is a rocky beach, but all the rocks are smooth and round. When your ears are under water it sounds like a ceaseless rain stick of the pebbles rolling in and out. I probably picked up 50 pounds in the rock relocation project. Deborah would have been proud. Most of them were for my neighbor, but I have my fair share as well. The beach and water were much cleaner than in Pescara and it was a free beach with not too many people. At either end of the beach area were large fishing piers with nets for catching sardines. The water was great: turquoise and warm. The rocks were more comfortable than sand and we didn’t get sandy. No sandy bites of lunch, no sand in our shoes and lying on hot rocks is therapeutic. So it was a great day. We came home by way of Popoli, to see Mica’s home town. There were lots of people there and we scampered by a car race about to start and a rock band warming up. We will go back sometime it is not so busy, because the center of town looks beautiful. From there we went to Rainne to get water from the spring. It makes you live for ever and that would not be a bad thing if you got to live in Italy.