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****I'm having a hard time getting pictures uploaded, so for now it will just be text stories. Sorry, but I'll try to get pics up as soon as I can. ****

June 12, 2011

Hot Mess

The plan after leaving my campsite for the evening was to head to Verona and get some lunch, then move on towards Brescia to sleep for the night. I definitely didn't make it out of Verona. I had a relaxing lunch and couldn't get myself to move on anymore for the day. I was just too tired.

That being said, I decided to just go ahead and get a hostel for the evening and rest the remainder of the day away. It turned out to be a good decision because the sleep came easily and lasted forever.

I woke up the next day really relaxed and ready to tackle the day. My ride for this day was to be my first century in Italy, a nice 107 mile ride to Milan. I got into the city and from experience immediately got to work trying to find a hostel. After quite a bit of looking, I finally found a place that was nice and cheap and they even had a laundry room that I could wash my clothes in.

I rested up a bit and was planning on taking it easy for the night. After checking emails and the such (and paying for the privilege to do so), I went out to grab something to eat.  As always, I went the cheap route and headed for a kebab place. Luckily in Italy, all these places also serve pizza so I decided to go with that instead.

After eating, I headed back to the hotel and walked past a huge group of cyclists. This is at around 11:00 pm, mind you, so I know it can only be one thing: a critical mass is happening right in front of me in Milan, Italy. Now, I'm always one for following the rules on the road but this was too much to resist.

I found a guy and asked him if they could wait for just a minute while I ran to the hostel and grabbed my bike. He was cool with someone else joining up so he said sure. I took off and luckily was only about half a block away from the hostel. I returned with my bike right as the 800-person-strong group was taking off and joined right in.

I found the guy who I talked with earlier and spoke with him for a bit more. Apparently this happens every single Wednesday night from about 10 p.m. to midnight with around the same amount of people every time. It was really cool to be a part of, only because it was my first (and probably last) critical mass, and it happened upon me so spontaneously. That and the fact that it happened after a century ride and it was in Milan.

It was a good night. I headed back to the hostel all smiles and went to bed feeling pretty awesome. The next day was to be a rest day anyway, because I had been making good time and was a day ahead of schedule.

I used the rest day for just that. Instead of walking around like I usually do, I took the entitled route and got a day-long metro pass and rode the subway everywhere for the day. It was good to rest the legs. I saw a bit of the city and just spent the day doing pretty much nothing. Tomorrow I'd be heading to Verbania to watch another stage of the Giro.


  1. Cobra it!!!

  2. While apparently that is a song by them, it's not the one I was looking for. For that I have been giving out half points. Soo, .5 of a point to Dianne, 1 point still up for grabs if anyone can give me the band I was thinking of.