There`s not alot left to see in the remaining part of Italy that I`ve got to travel through to get to Slovenia but I had to make the detour to Bassano del Grappa which was as beautiful as all the guide books say. It has to be seen to be believed but I hope my pictures give a sense of how it is. I got there at lunch time and strolled around for an hours taking pictures like a crazy man.
I then set off for Perdenone wondering how far it was. I hadn`t done my usual meticulous planning the night before. In the end it was a 120km ride on what turned out to be the hottest day of the trip. The last 10km were a real slog but I found a nice place to stay and settled myself in street cafe to watch the big match.
Unfortunately not the result I wanted but that`s life. Life goes on but not without a small period of mourning. Boo hoo!
Thank god I decided not to visit Spain.