Heading to the Adriatic

Or just be a tad miffed about every village being on the top of a huge hill.
Getting excited about eating breakfast at IKEA near Ancona, I think the 3 day puncture unsettled me more than I realised....
There was a smartly dressed old man here who would go absolutely mental whenever anyone went anywhere near the edge. I think he was the self-appointed harbour guardian/local maddie, and was taking both roles very seriously. I probably got a bollocking for this act of senseless near-water sitting.
Ghost-town beaches all the way.
Getting into the Po delta and the smoky canals leading to Venice.