Back in Ancona

The journey north has started. In Ancona people are wearing padded jackets and warm trousers along with their sunglasses; I felt out of place in sandals.

I walked around for a bit and realised that Ancona grows on me each time I find myself here . . . that is, until I have to cycle to the station.

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