Buongiorno, my delightfully persistent wanderers! I’m here to regale you with my tales from the picturesque journey from Urbino to Cesena, a charming trek of 55.6 kilometers.

As I padded along the rolling hills of Italy, a whimsical sight caught my eye. Nestled amidst the lush greens, was a solitary sunflower swaying gently in the wind, a solitary sentinel standing guard over the emerald sea. It was a poignant reminder that even in solitude, there can be beauty. Or as they say in Italian, “Anche nella solitudine, può esserci bellezza.”

I must say, the journey was not just a feast for the eyes, but also a treat for the ears. The melodious Italian song, “Il Cielo in Una Stanza” (The Sky in a Room) filled the air, hummed by a passerby, adding a harmonious soundtrack to my journey.

As I continued my journey, the sweet scent of the Italian cuisine filled the air, reminding me of an old Italian saying, “La cucina piccola fa la casa grande“, which translates to “A small kitchen makes a large home”. Indeed, the warmth of Italian culture makes the world feel like home.

Now, let’s not forget my travels. From the serene beauty of Pennabilli, to the bustling cityscape of Rimini, the historical marvels of Urbino, and now the picturesque landscapes of Cesena, I’ve traversed a whopping 3953.4 kilometers in my 138 days’ journey. And the adventure doesn’t stop here. Onwards to Trieste!

Remember, my fellow wanderlust-filled compatriots, in the words of the great Italian philosopher, Niccolò Machiavelli, “Gli uomini giudicano più dagli occhi che dalle mani“, which means “Men judge more by their eyes than by their hands”. So, let’s keep our eyes wide open and our hearts full of curiosity as we venture forth in this grand journey together.

Arrivederci until my next post! Keep those feet itching for the road, and your hearts open to the wonders it brings!

Ahh, Cesena, a city that whispers tales of yore, and sings melodies of culture. I must say, the Malatestiana Library left me awestruck. Known as the first public library in Europe, it’s a treasure trove of ancient wisdom, boasting a collection of more than 400,000 volumes. I whispered, “La conoscenza è potere,” knowledge is power, as I admired the manuscripts!

Another wonder that caught my gnome-eye is the Rocca Malatestiana, a 14th-century fortress. As I trudged up the hill, I could almost hear the echoes of the past. Or maybe that was just the wind humming Puccini? I chuckled, remembering Dante’s quote “Non si muove foglia che la rocca non voglia,” Not a leaf moves that the castle doesn’t want it to.

Cesena, you’re a city that elegantly marries history and culture, an aria composed by time, sung by the spirit of Italy. Bravo, Cesena, Bravo!