Obtaining food and drink in places
where you don't speak the language can be fraught with uncertainty.
We went to the bar last night and ordered two glasses of rose
wine. One would expect the bartender to open a bottle of said wine
and pour it in a glass. No, this is not what happened. The bar
back was sent for ice, ice was placed in two large wine glasses.
Next came a healthy shot of Aperol, followed by a slice of orange,
champagne was added, topped off by a shot of seltzer water. We
ventured one weak protest that what we really wanted was a glass of
rose, but we were shushed by the bartender, so we took our drinks
away to see what we had. They actually were not bad, there was a
hint of bitters and orange. However, we think we will stick to red
or white when ordering wine.
The hotel has been deluged with
arrivals. At 9:00 last night people were still waiting to be given a
bike. There was one woman doing the check in and one poor guy doing
the wrenching on the bikes. I felt very badly for him. One does
wonder why they did not staff up for the deluge, but one does not ask
these questions.
There is assigned seating at dinner.
Jim and I, Don and Jamie did not have any place assigned. We asked
the head woman what we should do. She kept deferring the issue to
one of the wait staff who would then cruise the restaurant, confirm
that we had no assigned seating and then report back. After three
rounds of this, they took the name card off the table of another
party of four and put us there. I do not know if they got dinner or
not. The food here is very good and very plentiful. There will be
constant vigilance in order not to exceed the day's caloric
expenditures at dinner.
Later the same day... we now have a place to sit for meals. The nice staff has allocated a 6 person table for our use. Things are looking up. Jim and Don are still feeling grisly so we went for a restorative walk. Don also came down with the crud shortly before departure.
There is a lovely shopping area with a pedestrian mall near the hotel. It's Sunday, so many people were out strolling and window shopping.
Many people use bicycles for transportation.
Two guys having a chat.
I think this is the start of the Riccione beach.
The swimming pool at a hotel up the street from us. This is novel. It's about 12 feet off the ground.
Now we are resting up before lunch. After lunch there will be a brief bike ride to fine tune the saddle positions. I believe I will post this while the force of the internet is strong.
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