The two weeks were full of sunshine - weather for the sandals. I followed the westcoast with all the ups and downs - just made to give the cyclist these great views.
I use the normal roads (not the motorways, not these very small side roads). Traffic is somerimes intensive, but less bad as I thought. Especially at these narrow roads of the Amalfi coast.
I tried the Magaretha Pizza in Neaples, at 'L'Antica da Michele' in the place where it's been invented (they say).
Another 250 km further North on the coast, I reached Rome, made my way over the river Tiber
to the home of papa Francesco, the Vatican.
Considering the hotel prices and that I had been a couple of times in incredible Rome before, I left the next day and rode into the Appennin mountains in order to cross over to the Adrian coast.
The sun had tanken a nap and the sky gave me rain and hail instead.