Leaving for Rome in 8 days. Thoughts of Italian pastries, coffee, ruins, scooters, and a possible tour of the Cinelli factory are keeping me up at night. It’s not very often I travel across an ocean, let alone for three weeks. This is one of those opportunities that comes along every once in a long while. And I’d be stupid to say no.
Especially when flights from Rome to Paris are cheap. Trains from Paris to Roubaix are also cheap and we’re going to find a nice spot amongst the cobbles in hopes of catching the last couple of kilometers. Somewhere close to the velodrome so we know who won, after which we’ll wander the streets taking in the small town overrun by cycling glory.
We bought a new camera recently and I’m hoping to get some photos of blood, sweat, and tears.
