The first stop...Reggio Emilia. I need a couple of days here to get my act together and get rid of the jet lag. I've spent the last 24 hours wanding around the town, not sleeping much, and falling in love at every turn.
Maybe it's just my perspective, but every woman I see is better looking than the last. But...and this is a BIG but...they all smoke. Without exception. Forget it! I'll just keep my distance and look, thankyouverymch.
Oh, and the sign above? The direct translation is "to come down from the bicycle." I think it means "don't ride your damn bike here!"
But, in truth...this is a very bike-friendly town. I think that at birth, everyone here is handed three things:
1. A bicycle
2. A cell phone
3. A cigarette
Too bad only one of these things is actually good for you.
Watch this space...more to come.