We woke up in our lovely hotel room and slowly made our way to the breakfast room. I really enjoyed the fresh fruit; it’s a far cry from what you get on a buffet line at home. Eggs made to order were a special treat too.

After breakfast we set out to explore the town. We walked along the lungomare for a few blocks to see the Big Sphere by Arnaldo Pomodoro. The famous Milanese sculptor died last year at the age of 98. If you’ve been to the Vatican, you will recognize his unique style:

From there we turned into the center of town. People were streaming into the duomo and we stepped in for a few minutes but mass was about to begin. At the entrance is a plexiglass floor to make the ancient Roman Christian floors from year 1 AD.,visible. It dawned on me that it was Palm Sunday. Here, instead of palms, they use olive branches. We happened on an outdoor ceremony, behind the church where the priest was reading and about 100 people of all ages were waving their olive branches. We watched and listened for a while.

Walking on we discovered a crafts market in the main piazza. I got a kick out of these primitive hair irons for sale at an antique booth:

I bought a little bracelet and we had to wait a half hour for her to make it smaller for me so we continued on to the other side of town. We saw a statue of Pavarotti in front of the Rossini Theater and the inevitable Garibaldi in the little park. We saw this in front of the synagogue: These are permanently part of the pavement and are honoring Pesaro for its resistance to anti-Jewish sentiment during World War II.

Finally we made our way back to the Opera Suite Hotel for a rest and Facetime conversations with our grandgirls. So much love!

We took one last walk on the beach. Here’s a big mussel shell:

We talked for awhile with charming Sylvia at the front desk and went back upstairs.

Dinner in the hotel was a mixed bag. I loved watching the open kitchen:

The service was sweet, but they were not serving the dish I had wanted and I ended up ordering fritto misto which was just OK. Funny, it was served with mayonnaise and another sauce that looked and tasted like Chinese restaurant “duck sauce.” Ken had guinea fowl and his was really good. We had some after dinner drinks. Ken a sweet wine and I had a powerful ginger liquore.

We came back upstairs and watched Rooster, which we are both enjoying.

It was a good, full day in this beach town on the Adriatic.

On a closing note, since we have been here, we haven’t heard anyone speaking English. That’s a first for us.