Moving in Le marche | Cupramarittima | Le Marche another Italy |

Not content with life in Veneto, I have moved southwards to the Adriatic coast of the Marche region. Cupra Marittima is my new home, with sandy beaches, and large round pebbles where the water from the hills meets the sea. The promenade stretches from my apartment along the shore-line to the centre of the town, where small shops nestle on corners and the youngsters play football in the square watched by old men warming the benches. Every conceivable shop finds its home in this pretty town - wool of every colour and texture for the avid knitter or crocheter, a stationery shop (my personal favourite), boutique and lingerie, to name but a few. Pizzerie are dotted around, interspersed with gelaterie and bars, whilst steps rise up to a church and convent. Rising above Cupra Marittima is Cupra Alta, the medieval walled town, the warm brown of the stone nestled on the hillside.

My time here has been short, and so also the exploration, but every morning the dogs and I wander the shoreline. As they dive in and out of the sea, I step over and around the flotsam and jetsam that lies stranded above the tide-line. A solitary flip-flop, the rusted remains of an engine part, beautiful driftwood carved by the sea, and shells, lots and lots of shells. [...]