Monthly archives: March 2016
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when it's time to go home, i did my travel around america in (3)80 days. I don't know how many people i met, how many things i learnt..memories are uncountable. I learnt that 'travel is to discover that everyone is wrong about other countries', i learnt more also about my country because if you stay still none will ask you to explain the 'why' of your culture.
when in Miami 'Everyday like a mardi gras, everybody party all day No work all play’ and so finding hospitality in Miami is super hard if, they said, you are not a young lady traveling alone
when Miami, the day after. My bike is already gone with a fortunate girl that maybe one day will day will take the bike to a tour. Already miss it.
when is the last day of riding, and of course i got a flat tyre..two times in a row. But after 2800km (1700 miles), lots of wonderful hosts, new cyclist friends, never enough food, helps from bike shops...we did it! We reached Miami!
when again, sleep into the wild, wake up before the sun rises and do that terrible bridge. Oh with getting two flat tires in less then 10km.
when i had to face one of my biggest fear: the ocean. On a boat. Goin fast to the infinity and beyond.
when "My aim is to put down on paper what I see and what I feel in the best and simplest way.” - Ernest Hemingway
when there is something wrong with this ‘most southern continental point’ since the Keys are islands and over there there is still Puerto Rico. But...
when one of the must to do in the USA is riding an Harley Davidson..or the least find someone who own it and can gives you a lift!
when you would like to fight for your rights….and then few mt ahead your rage dissolves and remains just emptiness
when i’ve been almost hit by a car by a lady that probably thought she was having an hallucination..a bike? On a bike lane? Cannot be real, let’s turn and see!
Dal 3 Febbraio al 9 Marzo: East coast: Stuart, Boca Raton, Fabio's birthday, Miami (for the first time but we will be back) and the Shark Valley in the Everglades
Dal 25 Febbraio al 2 Marzo: Last days on the west coast: Brandeton, North Port, Fort Mayers and then we cross to Lake Okeechobee, in the middle of Florida
when everything I own is my bike and what's on it so it's important having a safe place while you are invited to a dance performing by your host at Florida Atlantic University
when Florida means wildlife and actually you can see birds everywhere, 'gators, iguanas and others but you learn the real meaning of the word when you camp in a 'wildlife management area'
when i don't know if i'm really learnt how to ride my bike, but i feel good and powerful and i would do it again and again and again and again and again.. Durante questo viaggio ho incontrato una persona che stava pedalando dall'Alaska fino alla Patagonia. E' arrivato in questi giorni, dopo due anni e 41662 km. Io sto pedalando da un mese e di km ne ho fatti 2000 e sono felice e viva. E' per questo che quando lui ha raggiunto la sua meta mi sono emozionata ancora di più. Ho una vaga idea di quello che ha passato, potuto vedere, sentire, annusare. Pedalare significa essere immersi nel viaggio, viverlo e soffrirlo ma esserne padroni, avere la consapevolezza di quello che c'é attorno. Una lacrima di felicità per lui e una di tristezza per tutti quelli che rendono usare la bici sempre più difficile.
when U.S. is the architect heaven, you can build the house of your dreams...or of your believes... Una grande differenza rispetto all'Europa é che negli Stati Uniti le città sono divise tra zone commerciali e zone residenziali. Svelato il mistero per cui nel nostro immaginario le case americane sono quelle singole col giardino tutto intorno e il porticato. Grandi, piccole, vecchie non importa, a seconda della città hanno uno stile diverso o sono più curate ma sono esattamente come le immaginiamo. O quasi. Ne ho viste di super colorate, a New Orleans avevano le facciate più creative, sulla costa ovest per un tratto di isola ognuna aveva un insegna con un nome, arrivando a Tampa erano superlussuose. E poi c'é anche chi é creativo a modo suo. Ecco dov'erano gli alieni che sto cercando dal sud America.
when Google fails. We knew it but is particularly irritating when you are cycling and Google suggest you the wrong way, like a bridge that ends in the middle of the water.
when is wonderful, but the American eagle is one of the less interesting bird compared with the lot of fauna you can find in Florida
when once upon a time there was the Tamiami trail: it's surprising how there's no maintenance on a 'supposed to be' trail since there's a lot of people cycling here