We’d learnt from our last ferry ride, and this time booked a cabin for the trip back to Italy. A sound nights sleep made a huge difference, and our arrival in Ancona at 7am was quite bearable. Full of energy, and well, hungry, I wandered through the markets as they set up, and was able to score some freshly baked bread with condiments for quite cheap.
Once James’ ferry landed and we’d met up, we headed to the train station and headed to Modena, our next port of call.
Modena is a quite little town, the major attraction being the presence of the Ferrari factory and museum nearby. Spending half a day looking at shiny Ferrari’s and the other half exploring Modena, it was a pleasant change from the party atmosphere of the last 2 weeks or more.
Of course, idle hands are the devils playthings, and while Steve slept we maybe, kinda…shaved his chest…just a little bit. And recorded it on video. The only way he found out about it actually was from that video, when we posted it on facebook
Our last evening in Modena, and Italy, we went out at my at my insistence searching for a proper, thin crust Italian pizza. To date all we’d had were westernised versions of pizza, and I was desperate to have a proper Italian pizza before I left. Thankfully, we were in luck. (PICTURE OF PIZZA FROM IPHONE).
We’d learnt from our last ferry ride, and this time booked a cabin for the trip back to Italy. A sound nights sleep made a huge difference, and our arrival in Ancona at 7am was quite bearable. Full of energy, and well, hungry, I wandered through the markets as they set up, and was able to score some freshly baked bread with condiments for quite cheap.
Once James’ ferry landed and we’d met up, we headed to the train station and headed to Modena, our next port of call.
Modena is a quite little town, the major attraction being the presence of the Ferrari factory and museum nearby. Spending half a day looking at shiny Ferrari’s and the other half exploring Modena, it was a pleasant change from the party atmosphere of the last 2 weeks or more.
Of course, idle hands are the devils playthings, and while Steve slept we maybe, kinda…shaved his chest…just a little bit. And recorded it on video. The only way he found out about it actually was from that video, when we posted it on facebook
Our last evening in Modena, and Italy, we went out at my at my insistence searching for a proper, thin crust Italian pizza. To date all we’d had were westernised versions of pizza, and I was desperate to have a proper Italian pizza before I left. Thankfully, we were in luck. (PICTURE OF PIZZA FROM IPHONE).
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Ancona and Modena, Italia