and into Italy, covering a little over 200km.
At one point Jesse's leaking tire was a cause for major concern, and
he was starting to think a bus would be in order; fortunately we met
an Italian with a pump dispensing "magic air" that kept the thing
inflated for the rest of the day. It also allowed us to reach the
Italian border, where Jesse amused the drivers with his displays of
love and affection for the Italia sign - when he peeled himself away
we were able to roll across into his promised land.
Today: victory laps in St Mark's square.
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1 comment:
Well done chaps. That was quite fast.
Ed
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