Recently in Comune I saw an announcement about a Marathon Sulla sabbia (on the sand) which will take place in February in San Benedetto. I really want to participate in the 10k. I have never run a marathon in my life. So I started training last week. The weather was exceptionally terrible for three days.
The very first run didn't go very well. I mean at first it was great. I was running along the shore and taking in all the beauty of the coast.
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| check out the colours. amazing. |
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| This statue on the roof freaked me out at first. |
I saw a line of barefoot prints in the sand. I mean seriously? It's late November, put some shoes on lol. Later on I saw an old guy running barefoot. He seemed ok. Though it was about +6..+8'C.
This city where I live now is called Martinsicuro. Like most of the Riviera cities it's small and is stretched along the shore of Adriatic sea. You get out of one city and immediately enter the next one. And it can go on for quite a long distance. You can check out the map and see for yourself that Cupra Marittima, Grottammare and San Benedetto del Tronto (and it's part Porto d'Ascoli) are almost like one big megalopolis. Same goes for Martinsicuro and Villa Rosa (which is probably the same as Porto d'Ascoli to SBT, I'm not sure). So there's this long embankment connecting the two. (I'm so used to calling it lungomare that I had to look up the word embankment in the dictionary, shame on me!) Here in Martinsicuro it's called Lungomare Europa, over in Villa Rosa it turnes into Lungomare Italia.
As I was saying I ran slash walked all the way to Villa Rosa and decided to take a walk in entroterra. And maybe grab a bite, because it was almost pranzo time.
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| There are loads of hotels along the lungomare. This one's Haway. |
I really like these evergreens. They're so soft to the touch. And also I have never seen fruits on a cactus before. Pretty awesome.
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| A car with Albanian number plates |
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| A warning about those things on the road that make noise as you pass. Also check out the fence. NO PASARAN. |
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| This one is pretty well-known. The name though *-* |
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| A private fountain in the yard. Why would you need it running in winter? |
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| A white cat, a black cat. Why am I writing this? |
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| There were about 3 or 4 houses of this same design. |
So, it was getting late by that time. Although it was still 4pm it was getting darker. I have been warned numerous times by my mom and friends that you don't want to be on lungomare at pomeriggio. But I was there anyway. It's the shortest way to get home from Villa Rosa.
As I was crossing the road a car stopped right in front of me. And a guy with a disgusting face in his late 30s said something in Italian. I shook my head as I didn't understand well and didn't want to talk to a stranger. So I continued my walk. He was shouting something like andiamo (let's go). I was pretty pissed off. I hate it here in Italy. I get called 'ciao bella' a lot. And also some guys are using the car horn way too much. And FYI, I'm not dressed like a hoe all the time. In fact I'm never dressed like a hoe. So the mood for the day was spoilt.
And then suddenly, like in the movies (not kidding) I saw a glass/wood cabin which was a cafe actually. Maybe caffe' Modi. And Coldplay's Paradise was playing through the open door. I was close to tears. I was cold, I was hungry, I was pissed off at that bastardo and I needed a bathroom. And I found this warm beautiful place with armchairs and candles and a bathroom with hot water and amazing cappuccino and a delicious cornetto. And all this for 2 euro.
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| That chair is behind the glass wall, I'm inside. |
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| The place |
I felt much better. I switched on this GPS thing on my mobile to find out my speed and see how much is left to go. It turned out I had just 2.5 km and was walking at 6km/h. And only by walking I could get home in about 20 minutes. Awesome, right? Just 20 more minutes and I'm warm and safe and stuff.
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| yeah, please, don't drive onto the field. Thanks. |
Also check out the photovoltaic elements on the left.
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| You can get fresh latte here. |
Seven minutes into walking I was interrupted by that asshole again. He was driving along me and shouting Sono italiano, andiamo. (I'm Italian, let's go).
If a girl is dressed in a hoody, shorts (not too short!) and trainers that probably means that she's exercising. And well, if she's not answering to you - she's probably not interested. And yes, if she's a hoe and not answering to you that still means she's not interested. What is so hard to understand???
He than sped off, made a U-turn and on his way past me was still shouting 'andiamo'. Blech.
Luckily I got to my street before I met him again. And ran home, got in the shower and felt really really sick.
After that I was told off by mom, by Carolina, by Marifrance, by Soufiane (especially by him). And chose entroterra for running and never went running on lungomare ever again. Until yesterday.
The day started really great. Got out at about 6:30. First I wanted to use inland paths, but then what the hell, I chose the coast again. After all, it's not pomeriggio.
As soon as I heard and saw the sea I was taken. I could just stand on the sand, facing east and was speechless. I had only my cameraphone with me, so I had two options: go back and fetch the DSLR camera or stay at the beach and watch the sun rise. I chose to stay.
I'll just show you these pics I made with my camera phone.
I watched the sun rise fully. And then threw some pebbles in the water and went home.
