We're in Siena now, after a day spent climbing and coasting in the pouring rain. The route we took was absolutely beautiful, all little back roads and cypress trees and big, tuscan fields. Oh, and the 15% gradient hill that hit us. Granny gears! Nicky even got off her bike for a smidge. Just a smidge... she's sorry, Dolores, but she was in the pain cave.
We thought we'd try and have lunch on the cheap, and so bought lots of bread and arugula and tomatoes and cheese (leftover from our "on the cheap" dinner of bread, cheese... aged pecorino(mmm)... and a bottle of rosso di montalcino last night) but the torrential downpour that chose to rain on us had other ideas. It soaked our bread. It SOGGED our bread. We were sad, but secretly delighted as it gave us an excuse to run into a hyrbid cafe / game room / old man hangout and get (a) warm and (b) "pizza". Or the semblance thereof.
And so now we're in Siena, and we could eat horses if we ate such things (luckily for the horses, the Palio is not on today). We're staying in a youth hostel waaaay out of town and the busses stop running... wait, no, the busses stopped running already. So it's pici e taxi for us this evening.
Hungry. We're off...
xxx N&R
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Hey guys!
I talked to Dolores and she says she forgives you Nicky for getting off your bike on one of those interminable climbs. You are such hard-core cyclists powering up all of those Tuscan hills...it makes me feel like a lightweight, panting up the single hill in Central Park. I can't believe the elevations you're doing!
More on the dogs in my email. I've instated a free-love embargo (following multiple incidents involving a piece of toast, a motorcycle and my favorite castelli cycling jacket).
Bon courage en entrant dans la grotte de douleur, attention au bonkasaure!!!
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