I only have to get there on foot, like this, just walk the sand and the sea.
Small and narrow houses that go by height, and I want to see the sunrise, sunset, the stormy sea, calm, and the summer the heat burn the walls, sweat, sweat, feel the heat of the sand burn your feet, and throw me in the water, swim and swim, look at my house from the sea, with all the tranquility and life of the sea.
Pedaso’s seafront of the twentieth-century songwriters is even more fascinating.
For some time I tried the right photo, or the sea was rough, so the reflections of light on the water were not seen, or on the waterfront was blown the light, I could never make the picture that I had in mind.
In this picture, the central blunder is of the lighthouse, almost always in operation, because pedaso for the rocks that emerge on the sea, it is quite dangerous.
in Italy is the type for every old building, the small bricks, the color changes every hour for the sunlight.
This for us Italians, and a daily and normal. for a tourist, no. And the first thing that a German friend of mine just told me told me. To my question, what is the first feeling? The color “The cooked”…
The promenade of the twentieth-century songwriters of Pedaso.
Pedaso’s promenade along the seafront is separated from the town by the railway, to go along the promenade, accessible only on foot or by bicycle, you have to cross underpasses.
A very nice long sea, when I arrived in Porto Recanati in 1978 it was not like that, the cars had access to the seafront.
Then immediately after, they closed the seafront, with access only to pedestrians and bicycles, from that moment it changed everything slowly, from a simple small fishing village with a splendid view on the Monte Conero promontory, to a beautiful tourist resort.
On the road they put the bricks to the ground, the houses have been renovated, even with bright but beautiful colors.
Therefore, only foresight can save us from the landscape degradation perpetrated by building speculators.
In Italy, in all the main squares the clock tower rises high.
Sometimes even more than one, in Moresco in the province of Fermano it is also on one of the entrances.
Initially medieval constructions, later changed or better improved in the Renaissance, have thus adapted these towers to the existing buildings, visible from very far and sometimes higher than the cathedral of the country.
Today, as every time the wind comes from the northeast, bringing air from Siberia directly, a cold wind puts the Adriatic sea in a storm.
We feel the saltiness penetrate into the nostrils, the temperature drops considerably, between yesterday and today 10 degrees of difference, and usually brings snow, which happens disproportionately every 5 years, today there are no clouds so no snow, the ‘humidity’ is 40% and the temperature is close to zero.
I love walking along the waterfront even in these moments, see the waves crash on the beach, and the joy of the seagulls.