Rode the subway to Termini (after delivering the signed dollar bill to Vince -his first US dollar from his first customers.  He put it up in a prominent spot!) and caught a train to Santa Marinella.  It stopped four times before getting out of Rome…including the St Peters station near our apartment.  Who knew?  We headed towards the coast seeing lots of country side and small towns.  One town, Marina Cerveteri, is very unusual as ALL the houses are painted white and have a rather Spanish look to them rather than Italian…or Moorish as we saw in Venice.  Maybe Google will have an explanation.  When we got to Santa Marinella, we were hungry so started walking on the Main Street of town toward a restaurant I had read about…and we walked…and walked…and walked…and I kept thinking: if that restaurant Is closed, I will sit on the ground and cry!  And we walked some more.  As I was passing a big ceramic shop I saw a lady with a little dog walking toward me.  The little dog would stop and look frightened and start up, only to repeat the strange, fearful behaviour.  I realized there was a huge ceramic black dog on a pedestal, and the little dog was afraid of it.  I started saying, ‘No e vero’   to the  puppy meaning It isn’t real…and he finally decided the big old thing wasn’t going to get him…and besides, he now had a crazy American dog lover to fuss over him and get kisses and all that silly dog stuff I love.   We FINALLY found the restaurant and it WAS open and we had a wonderful meal.  On the way there, I had noticed a bus stop about a block from the restaurant and we made sure we were on it back to town.  Otherwise, I would have still been there, crawling  to the  train station.  We went to the beach…Andy walked around in the sand and I found a wet, sandy dog to love on and get more kisses from.  People seem to love having their dogs getting lots of attention.  And we love giving it.  We had a sack of stale bread we threw out for the sea gulls.  There are some beautiful huge villas along the sea wall.  Back to the train station and caught our train home…getting off at St. Peter’s station and we were home probably before the train reached Termini.  Forgot to mention…on top of all the walking in Santa Marinella, to get to our train in Termini, we had to walk to Track 28….the farthest one of all.  When we bought our ‘open’ ticket we had 10 minutes to catch the next train..and couldn’t get there in 10 minutes…missed it!  Another one came along 20 minutes later and we were on it.  Had a fun day.  I don’t want to walk much tomorrow.  OK?