Trentino proved absolutely sparkling today with a brief but tough hill and tunnel to Cesare Battista's fine memorial and foret. The woman's marble bottom in the fine fontaine was also a glory to behold. Then came the Duomo with its mix of Baroque whiter than white and the ubiquitous red streak. I particulary like the four twisted columns ala Roma and then large lidded boxes of bishops bones that occupied every spare space along the walls. The Madonnna with the sword into her chest with a baby offering her a hanky to mop up the tears of motherhood.....propaganda is an old and useful art.
Moser's shop with all his old photos of heroes and Giros in the snow and rain......new nicks for better half...
Siesta with smelly cheese and then out again on the bici to the castello bounonsiglio which was an amazing and over the top place. Frescoes like I've never seen followed by a glass bead display with truly beautiful african beaded shirts and funny hats with pecking beaks....
Then Pizza in the hotel portico with gelati and an excellent vino rossi..... what more could one ask for?
A bike path without struggle tomorrow perhaps/ yes that exists for us also...
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