I just watched the Tour de France pass by my window. There’s one more item to cross off my list of Things I Never Thought Would Happen to Me. All those yellow-shirted bicyclists were a stirring sight. I can’t imagine how it would be if I were really into cycling.
Tony will be sad he missed it. And even sadder, since he has the camera with him, so I couldn’t get a photo.
I can just see the newspaper article being written:
“Chiusa di Pesio itself lacks nothing, and now it can also boast of having been chosen by the Tour de France . . . “