  Day 5 -  Hungry in Urbania The apartment I find myself in is a fairly typical Greek or Italian family apartment block.  The parents have a largish block located near the town centre,  knock down the shack and build a two storey concrete slab structure which houses them and their children and has other seperate apartments which their children will move into when they are old enough to marry.  Most of the apartments in the via i live on are such structures,  on the streets name is of course Via Dante Alighieri what better name could there be for a travelling scholar such as myself.
 The place is noisy,  even for a Sunday morning,  i find myself up with the roosters letting the cool mountan air hit my face at about 6: 30 am,  I figure time for a shower and a walk.  In the brief encounter with landlord guy i had some detailed instructions on how to operate the hot water system,
 this involved the highly technical flicking of the switch on and waiting.  in fact the intructions were difficult because i wasn't familiar with the italian verb ricordare which has nothing to do with making a note of something,  simply means remember,  don't forget that.  maybe record it somewhere.  So switch flicked,
 pants off and waiting.  and yeah.  even after several glances at the watch.  niente aqua caldo.  figures i say to myself,  its that bloody taxi driver Karma coming back to haunt me.
 a cold shower for me in a cold apartment on what was thankfully not as cold a morning as it can get around these parts.  So,  with a slight shiver in my knees and having checked that i have the apartamento keys on me 3 times i head off for a better look around Utbania.  Urbania like Urbino is located within mountain range peaks,  Urbania is reasonably flat,  .
 absolutely flat when compared to Urbino but hilly when compared to .  Noble Park.  ( noble park being the global standard for determining the hillicity of urban areas)  Urbania's old city is walled and surrounded almost entired by a river ( the Metauro)
 which is rather dank but makes for good photos as long as you keep smellavision features off.  I paused for some time at the eastern bridge into the town,  an old bridge with a large single arch,  rising about 40 metres from the river,  the banks of the river crammed with very sensibly arranged vegetable gardens and a rather new but quaint looking shack.  I sat on the stone wall and pretended to read whilst actually watching birds swoop playfully down the sides of the valley and under the bridge their chirpring echoing crisply off the stone walls.
 I figured I would read for a while until the town started to wake,  luckily i wasn't serious,  as it was now about 9: 00 and apart from one old lady who sported that the what the heck are you!  look on her face as she passed me and the odd old man driving around in his APE it was only me the birds and several slowly growing vegetables that were moving.  I returned to the town square to find several people out and about,
 the road through the centre of town had been blocked just to make me believe there was going to be a market or something that involved the exchange of goods and services for slips of paper but it wasnt to be,  the barriers were purely to divert the 1 car per minute which would have used those streets on a sunday and given them something to tisk tisk about.  There were 2 Gelateria open,  so.  my diet for the day 10: 00 breakfast -
 a un espresso e uno piccolo gelato tiramisu 13: 00 lunch -  un espresso un aqua minerale e uno piccolo gelato fragole 17: 00 afternoon snack.  felt like something different -  una grande e un gelato con tiramisu e caffe e panne (
thats cream not bread folks)  16: 00 for the long 3 minute walk home .  another grande with tiramisu and vanilla,  hold the panne.  In betwixt gelati i had ample opportunity to perform several giri of Urbania,
 beautifully laid out,  narrow cobbled streets with all streetfront places being 1 or 2 storeys and a great mix of adornments made to the houses,  signs of life on every door and window,  the strung up laundry the odd well fed cat stores selling fresh produce nestled behind simple doors a good mix of churches which have a politely coordinated bell ringing hierarchy and even a small church where mumified remains of long dead significant people are visible,  certainly never seen anything like that before.  I tracked down the location of my school and all the other essential services i would need,
 including a pool table in one of the bars and headed badk home to digest my gelati.
