
and spirits lifted.
A bit of a change of outlook, though. You can see we’re on the coast, and so the plan was to have a few relaxing days on the beach. But we hadn’t anticipated the difficulties – firstly the inaccessibility of some of them due to the vertiginous clambering to get to them. Secondly the commerciality and privatisation of some which make them less tempting. Oh, and Eileen’s knee doesn’t especially like walking on shingle.
But Plan B is easy – many many Italian medieval hilltop towns provide a wonderful diversion.
Jesi:


Staffolo


And finally those little unexpected things that make a holiday memorable.
The bad : took ages to get back home after Staffolo. A wrong turning on to a motorway, followed by roadworks meaning we couldn’t get back on again after coming off at the next junction. And the very simple task of finding a supermarket was beyond Google for some inexplicable reason – to the extent that it was wholly unaware of a massive Carrefour a few miles away and tried to send us somewhere much further away. Oh the first world trials!
But quickly followed by the good. Had spotted this sign on the morning walk.

So we had booked the Agriturismo for this evening.
Sunset on the way there:

View from the terrace – Mont Conero and just below half way down and to the right of the trees is our apartment.

Shame it was a bit chilly to eat on the terrace, but you can’t have everything. Anyway, there’s no menu – it’s a sort of tasting menu with choices in the pasta and meat dishes which they reel off very quickly in Italian so we chose as best we could. Olive oil and wine both home grown:

One of the best meals ever, and we had no idea what the bill would be. We got to guessing what it might be, and also what we would pay if it were up to us. So the surprise when it was about half of what we were expecting, and less than many other evenings on this holiday. And Eileen’s technical, expert verdict on the wine? Very nice!