Wanted Thursday September 30 Today started early, too early and not good. The sky was still murky at 6 a.m. when the telephone in our hotel room rang. It was the reception. “The police is looking for Mr. Kertesz.” “That’s … Continue reading
Deutsch? Italiano? Wednesday September 29 From Auer it was a slight downhill between apple orchards and vineyards back to the Etsch – or should I be calling it the Adige now? No, not yet. The language boundary is said to … Continue reading
The Better I Used to Be Tuesday September 28 We had a room with a view, and what a view – with a blue sky. After yesterday this turnabout in the weather was hard to believe but the promising start … Continue reading
Pink Sky in the Morning Monday September 27 A pink sky in the morning isn’t just a bad omen for sailors. I caught a glimpse of a lovely, pink sunrise out of our hotel room window. Cyclists take warning! I … Continue reading
Into the Blue Sunday September 26 I would be lying if I said the weather looked any different today than it did yesterday. The clouds were thick milky masses hanging threateningly close to the valley floor. We cycled to the … Continue reading
