Working Days and Holidays in Pavia (2/3 June – Days 9 & 10)
Elizabeth Later in the trip it will probably seem strange I spent so much time in Pavia. During my week in Milan I recovered from my journey, dealt with my delayed…
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A Weekend in Milan: Critical Mass, Expo and the Giro d’Italia (30 & 31May, Days 6 & 7)
Saturday 30 May Every May there is a gigantic Critical Mass ride in Rome called the Ciemmona. This year it is being held in Milan – we ride today. I’ve…
Sitghtseeing and Staying Patient About My Bicycle (Milan – 27 May – Day 3)
I feel like this is simply my new Normal. Being here, doing this. It’s calm and easy. I don’t feel the need to rush and see this or that –…
A Bicycle Tourist without a Bicycle but in Milano (26 May – Day 2)
I woke for a time around 4am then slept through until 8 am. Very happy with that. After my endless day of travel I think my body would have accepted…
Tornavento – a soft landing after a long journey (25 May – Day 1)
Having flown for something like 32 of 34 hours I arrived finally at Malpensa Airport on the outskirts of Milan with nothing but my carry -on – fortunately, having expected…
Leaving Australia – Flying Forever – Arriving Finally in Milan
The longest day in my life where flying becomes all I am. But that time now acts as a solid space between before my trip and on my trip.
Riding in Pounding Rain is Better Than Sitting at a Desk: Scotts Head to Crescent Head (Day 11 – Thursday 30 April)
Many reading this might think this sounds miserable. You might think this was on par with the tough day on the Crawney Pass or the challenges of getting over the…
Only 7 km to a Vanilla Slice: Urunga to Scotts Head (Day 10: Wednesday 29 April)
The smell of recent-rain on hot tarmac with thoughts of a vanilla slice on my mind - the rain then fell hard, briefly, on my way into Macksville.
Anzac Day – Uralla Style (Day 6 – Saturday 25 April)
I woke to a big, blue, clear sky. The sun shone strongly and hot; the breeze, especially in the shade, chilly with the plateau’s autumn. They’ve planted many exotic deciduous…
These Hills Seem Downright Reasonable or My First Riding Day Without Tears: Bendemeer to Uralla (Day 5 – Friday 24 April)
I first woke around 6 am, rolled over and woke again at 8. I dawdled through the morning – fearing more hills I huddled under the covers and got some…