We wake up to no rain and wet clothes on the line. But the sun is peeking out. Mauny is out of clean clothes and borrows one of Elaines shirts. Our breakfast is hot tea and a new creation that Elaine wants to market...peanut butter and nutella sandwiches...but perhaps will inject them into a croissant.
We have a steep descent and then a short ascent into Urbino. We lock the bike, while everyone is in awe of our mode of transport. We visit the big Cathedral, the palace of the Ducale, and the National Gallery. Murals are on display from the 15th and 16th century with other paintings from the 17th and 18th centuries. The city is a true gem.
We spend two hours at the Internet cafe, buy some groceries for tomorrows ride. We ride back to the campground which is on top of hill, from which you can see the walled city of Urbino. You can hear the church bells ring from our site. That night we have mashed potatoes with salami. We will have to decleanse ourselves upon our return to the states. Each night seems filled with checking maps, guidebooks, and listings of Servas hosts. No time for luxury reading.
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