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June 14, 2011

Nice Weather for Ducks

I woke up in the morning and headed off for Turin this time, home of the 2006 Winter Olympics. I had always wanted to go to the city just because of that reason. It was an awesome ride between the two cities, about 112 miles if you do all back roads, and flat too. That part was good because I was able to book it, as much as you can with a 30 pound bag on your back.

I made good time and found a very cheap hotel (the hostel was full) and got a nice shower in. For the first time, I didn’t have to look around for internet in a city. Turin has internet cafés all over the place and they’re all pretty cheap too, so I got some internet and let everyone know I was okay and not dead.

I actually made such good time and found a place to stay early enough that I got a chance to walk around the city just a little bit. I grabbed some gelato and headed to the park to do some people-watching, which is one of my favorite things to do.

The Italians can talk, that’s for sure. I witnessed a group of three older gentlemen take almost 30 minutes to walk about 50 meters through the park because they would stop so often to make emphatic points in their conversations. It was pretty amusing and I was certainly impressed with their commitment to the conversation.

I went back to the hotel, and at this point you have probably noticed that I haven’t actually done much camping on this trip. That’s because I will be the first person to agree with anyone who says camping on a cycling trip is stupid, because it is.

At the end of a 100+ mile day, all you want to do is rest somewhere comfortable, and a light sleeping bag is not that place. A bed is pretty much vital to being able to wake up the next day feeling somewhat better and able to do even more distance. So really, camping is out of the question unless I just happen upon the perfect situation. In theory it was a great way to save some money, but in practice it is a horrible idea.

Luckily for me, it actually rained again that night and was thunder storming when I woke up, so I’m glad I had decided to stop camping. It actually thunderstormed for the next two days, so I was stuck in Turin with really nothing to do except do to the internet cafes and update my blog a bit.

I really wanted to go out and head to the next stop, but I’m already uncomfortable living out of a small bag and two changes of clothes, so I didn’t want to voluntarily add rain to that equation as well. So rest it was. By the third day the rain had finally slowed to a drizzle, so I took off in order to at least stop spending money in Turin.

1 comment:

  1. Josh, sound like the right thing to do, finding beds. Judy and I were on the tandem in Turin during a huge soccer match, and all the hotels were full--I mean everyone. we had already ridden 60, 70 miles that day and were pooped. So we headed back out of town to some small village a dozen miles down the road. everywhere we checked, no beds available. Finally I told Judy to look as miserable as she could and I told the next inn-keeper that my wife was pregnant and exhausted and that we HAD to have some place to rest. They put a little bed in their hay-storage area! Judy and I always referred to it as our "Jesus night." What great memories! And you're making your own.