Behind, Riding Towards Anzio
Going through Rome is not for bikers who are out for pleasure. More for the likes of us, who might be termed “hard nuts”. We are going south towards the sea. All this rubbish on the street really hurts. And Barbara is surprised about all those “ladies” waiting for customers in the parking lots. Then we see the sea in front of us. It is just a few more kilometres down into Guardapasso, where we eat our first Italian Pizza in the (early spring) sun for lunch. I send a few SMS and then on we go to Anzio.
It is about 70 kilometres from Rome to Anzio. We arrive in the afternoon: carnival all around us. The market place is full of people, a wonderful theatre for children is playing on a simple stage, confetti lie strewn all around the place. We indulge in some delicious ice-cream, along with an excellent cup of cappuccino. A Brazilian procession is moving over the market place. Loud drums and dancing girls a little under-dressed for the weather can be seen everywhere.
Finding a hotel is not at all easy. This is absolute low season and all hotels are closed. The “no parking” signs are valid from April, 1st. After some time, we find an old Albergo with the door open (LA TAVERNETTA – Via Catilina, 7 in Anzio). The nice boss has three beautiful salt-water aquariums, but no WLAN. It seems like there is no internet-café, either. Is it possible that 70 kilometres south of the Eternal City there is no internet connection?
The room is not exciting, but very large. It is heated by gas. Breakfast was included, but the milk that went with the milk-coffee tasted abominable. It was accompanied by two pieces of rusk and two sealed plastic croissants. With the exception of another couple, we were the only guest in the Albergo that night. But it was a nice and quiet night. We slept really well and we are now refreshed and eager to do the next stretch.
RMD
(translated by EG)
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