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We started the next morning slowly and wandered into town for some coffee. Berto drinks nescafe and well, that just doesn’t really cut it. Since it was Sunday, things were slow but we found a cafe open towards the end of the main street.
So there was quite the crowd gathered near the cafe and it’s because there was an archery contest! Fascinating. Just something you don’t see much of back at home.
We wandered to the beach to see the Adriatic since the weather was sunny. It’s pretty much sandy beach from Ancona to the south up to Rimini. The beaches in Senigallia are known for their velvety sand according to Berto.

Usually in the summertime, there are beach chairs lined up down the beach, but it's still off season. Italians were bundled up.
After a quick pizza lunch, Ern and I headed back Viterbo but on Robert’s recommendation, we went took a road through a gorge with a tunnel dating back to Vespasian in 76 AD (crazy! how did they burrow through??) and cafe that used to host Mussolini when he traveled through that road to visit his mother.

This cafe has a back room that is dedicated to Mussolini and his relics. The woman there said that he dined over 50 times there in that small room. It felt a little eerie to be in the same room.
That night was the last night of the flower festival in Viterbo, so we just wandered around the city as the sun was setting. Unfortunately, I wasn’t coordinated enough to grab a porchetta sandwich, so dinner was some fresh fava beans and some tomato flavored crackers. Yes, a little lame, but Rome tomorrow!
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