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seem straight out of a fairy tale..was the absolute most pleasing compliment ever received before and perhaps even more pertinent given that no tom tom or GPS in my travels by bike like "confused" and lose myself among the people.

The best compliment I received from a boy met in Paris on vacation with his parents in a camper, while other families of Verona roamed the city as well their bike; I was so surprised that when the same boy at one point he asked me What is it that struck you the most so far in Paris? I answered honestly and with conviction ...canI then take this opportunity ... to do with them a wave.. namely a group photo raising his arms and mimicking the trajectory of a wave screaming with all his might the word most welcome ...

These photos became for me an opportunity to meet and share good holiday time and I confess that I have gained beneficial even in the dreaded "cold" England

I found the English very hospitable and I think that prejudices are made on purpose just to be disassembled x. Despite my only words in English were jou have an god day.. were shared with them is well 27 days and a lot of nice ole. Lucky for the particular context created for the occasion of the celebration of the Queen's Jubilee and the Olympics is not the triumph of the last British winner Wilkins tour

In my particular European Tour my Cima Coppi ( Most important stage) was not the Passo Stelvio ( that I still return to the top of the hill ) but the Belgian town of Marcinelle.

Reason for travel

For several years now, every summer I make a special trip by bike and since I'm lazy nature try to give me a theme to help me overcome the inertia and give meaning to fatigue, otherwise I would not even would start or at most a dozen miles.

Last year the theme of the ride was the 'Childhood transitai and along the Silk Road from China and reached the America's 66 road then return to Madrid and the Costa Catalana d'Azur , while this year the theme was work. So I cycled to the myrrh of the Black Forest Iron Mines (Marcinelle) the incense of the Titanic, the centenary (Belfast) and the gold of the Olympics (London)

Passing Step x Resia Liechtenstein Lussemburgo Amsterdam Rotterdam Parigi Roubaix S.Michel Portsmouth Bristol Cardiff Edinburgh Glasgow Belfast Dublino Newcastle Nottingham Manchester Liverpool Londra Cambridge incutono città che al timore pronunciarle soil. Just to stay on topic every day I tried to portray me in a job is so different than in the pictures come portrait while I clean the floors of the Louvre, makeshift mason I place the straw on the roof of the house of Claude Monet or man walking advertising billboards deep in the streets of Dublin etc ... etc ...

The most important step was Marcinelle (site of the tragedy of our Miners) where I was received with all the honors of merit and even I have dedicated an article on the Belgian national newspaper

From here, after so much effort, but many rewards the journey continued to the Netherlands, France Wales Ireland Scotland to descend in England . I pedal loose and “powerful” but aware enough that a simple x diarrhea upset the whole…and this makes it all the more human and more beautiful .... fragile and strong at the same time. I arrived in London as planned and that on the opening day of the Olympics; There was no one waiting for me or celebrations but no matter the compliments I get them from me and only me all about them.. in fact it was a very interesting trip along difficult and laborious but this makes it even more beautiful…the average was a disaster but then the rest do not know who said…. the important thing is not to win but to take part…and I .. "participate" with me the many people who laughed fun of my English-Bergamo but most of my…not . a mo di oliver twist

In return I always wanted to pass on bikes along the Via Francigena from Canterbury but instead of arriving in Rome, I decided to switch from Ceresole Reale (Camping of my home town) Turin (encountering the former workers of ThyssenKrupp) Casale Monferrato ( meeting, the Committee of Relatives dead for Asbestos) and for zone terremotate in Cavendish where I met with the Mayor and Don Lorenzo to finish my abnormal pilgrimage in Sotto il Monte where I had the honor and pleasure of meeting Archbishop Capovilla me put the last stamp on Credentials; happy looking at him I seemed to see it again in her eyes the smile of Pope John Pope of goodness

After Amsterdam Paris London Dublin to rebalance everything was nice pass to Mortlake ( The smallest commune of Europe) Blello Piazzolo Door Dossena (Ex Miniere) and Crowns. Scattered and lost among the Bergamo Valleys have also reached the Cathedral of Vegetable Over the Hill that reminded me that after so many lofty churches Britons and French Temple is the most beautiful of all of Creation .. Over the hill, the limit precisely. In addition, and more basic words for a traveler that make me understand further as a servant to have a place of reference to aspire to dream, Unfortunately, however, the love for the Right Country ( Petosino) is a bit 'as the Health Physics becomes obvious that, and you realize you want it rather than just when you bramarla fails.

Philosophy

Life is like riding a bicycle to stay in balance you have to move ...... A.Einstein

I have traveled a lot and in different ways but the travel impacted me the most I've lived in bike.

In the age of highways and airplanes has lost the taste for travel; travel for me is to go to a place experiencing the path, calmly, slow slow dulcment dulcment gustandolo, and not get there in a few hours maybe peering through a window without frames or audio, worse, dormendo its a sedile. Today the journey has become a burden: the price to pay to reach the goal. It runs every single day, why do it while on vacation?

In bicicletta, I travel for travel and not to get, my goal is diluted along the way, live meter of my way and my life moment by moment, "Listening to the landscape", breathing places, living in the street as a metaphor for life, with all its "ups and downs" . X The only way to stop time running quickly so it is time to take. Life is a gift to maturity, it is true, but to live in a hurry does not stretches, indeed. Yet, the rush dominates us, is the disease of the century, we let ourselves be attacked by a sense of urgency to keep pace with a world that runs, but no one knows where..

Even with the holidays does not change anything, because the holiday is a state of mind, not a condition, is an attitude, a positive way to stand with events, good or bad they are. A life without difficulties would not make sense, as well as a trip with no surprises here ... x 'refusal GPS are my tom tom is the people and it's nice to get lost with them

Data

Start 1 June from Petosino (Bg) stop 23 passing for August crossings Steps Resia Albergpass Gran San Bernardo Stelvio Passo del Palio 8.400km etc.

3 forature 1 tire burst 6 pairs of brake pads a partial rupture of the chain 2 Falls no particular consequence

Thanks

I thank Sergio Aliboni, vicepresidente della Confederation ancients minor Belgium, special thanks to Lino Rota, who went to Belgium in 1948 where he worked as a miner for 24 years and served first aid in Marcinelle, after the tragedy. L'August 8 was the 1956 and in the mine Bois du Cazier, in Belgio, lost their lives 262 miners, referred 136 Italian. Lino with Rina & Mariuccia ( two extraordinary women) was the creator of the Miner's Museum of Nembro and a collection of documents written testimony photographic and painting that tells the dramatic story ... for the common good and to do Culture jets that bridges between countries and between people and if nothing else .... so as not to forget Authoritative Lino says ...

I take this opportunity to greet and thank the many emigrants encountered on the streets of Europe

There is no Bergamo Valley emigrant in particular in the Valley Imagna there is no family that has not donated a Emigrant that made Europe great. As absurd as only in this same trip I realized that I myself am the son of immigrant. My paternal grandmother blamed my mother because it went on horseback wearing pants and danced barefoot in the farmyard with anyone invited to do so, was therefore contrary to its eventual restocking; my Father (excelled carpenter) did not resign, if anything kidnapped her and married her in Tyrol, where in those days, 50 years', in those places were jumping the pylons in order to obtain the independence. They were, however, very well received so much so that my Father became emigrant then.. but it does not work ... x Emigrant for Love. Li premature (bracchetta a bone so they said) I was born; mia nonna materna (Peasant) Angela, instead faced his only trip just to be my Godmother, therefore I dedicate to you and to my good Grandfather Paterno Bepo (Grandfather Pipa) my fatigue

Work culture is synonymous with the culture of Bergamo Alta Lower between miners and farmers turned and turned with revered than the Earth itself above and below the light traveler and I'm trying to lighten up the theme and pedal rather overflight with only the bare essentials, with the essential but carrying with me indelibly imprinted the memory of the many people I met.

I hope I did dream ( a little bird told me that they want to make a book about my ole) I also hope after the fun view, however, well so much effort addressed, to get a little more consideration and who knows maybe even find a job that I re-gifts serenity but also dignity x Thanks for your attention and companionship ah.. I forgot ... Good Journey

Oliviero Twist