18 February 2022 Shell’s finger getting worse. Our last day in the shadow of Castel Sant’Angelo. Today we move to fresh digs. Our own balcony. A quiet place in the shadow of the Vatican. I can’t escape it. Breakfast. Pack the bikes. Ride 750 m. We contacted about six consulates to see where we could…
Category: Italy
Day 67 – Easy
17 February 2022 Wake up late. Almost miss breakfast. Again. I don’t feel myself this morning. Tired from doing nothing. The more I do the better I feel. Sometimes laziness fits me well. Despite how it makes me feel, I excel at laziness. “There are only four types of officers. First, there are the lazy,…
Day 66 – Galleria Nazionale d’Arte Moderna e Contemporanea
16 February 2022 Sleep in. Almost late for breakfast. Simone is already here. We eat light. Grab a coffee and head straight for a Farmacia. Prescription filled. We send some pictures through to Leanda. “Did you tell them you had a chest infection?” she messages back. Not the response we are hoping for. We head…
Day 65 – The Eternal City
15 February 2022 Wake up early. Breakfast is a no show. Our man Simone has been caught up in traffic. We have three jobs today. Firstly, a walk through Rome, the Coliseum and so on. Secondly, Shell’s finger is still not better despite a full course of antibiotics. Finally, one last shot at our third…
Day 64 – Rome
14 February 2022 Up early. No real hangover. Good sign. Pack and leave for a 15 km ride to Orbetello Monte Argentario. It is an easy ride on flat roads. Mostly quiet. For the last few kilometers, we are on a dirt track in the Oasi WWF Naturale di Orbetello. In some parts of the…
Dinner
13 February 2022 I guess whenever you travel you search for something real. Honest. Food always sits at the forefront for us. The roadside chai in India. Pho in Vietnam up a dingy alley with a lineup of locals. Shan noodles in Yangon. Pulpo Gallega in Galacia. On it goes. We have all had Italian…
Day 63 – Farm Life
13 February 2022 The TV was loud because the man was deaf. He turned it off. Wake up with a headache. I know this headache. An old friend. It is the “you didn’t have any caffeine yesterday” pain. I am sensitive to caffeine. I limit myself to three a day. None after 12.00 pm. Miss…
Day 62 – Porto Ercole
12 February 2022 I am awake early. The bed is too soft. Breakfast. Loaded and head out to see the Necropolis of Tarquinia. The museum we visited yesterday is filled from the tombs here. I have left my watch back at the accommodation. I leave Shell to get some photos and head back. A longer…
Day 61 – Tarquinia
11 February 2022 Sleep in. Wake up in Italy. Blue skies. We decided last night to head north for the first week. Rome on the weekend was expensive. If we meet Ali and Nuria in Modena, we might as well head in that direction. Further north in Bergamo is our good friend Keleigh. Maybe we…