Thursday, 6 August 2015
Day 25 Bracciano to Rome
A short, fast ride of 29 miles and I reached Rome in triumph with the blast of trumpets and the roars of the crowd in my ears. Sadly I may have imagined all that - it was probably the sound of car horns and the revving of motorbikes.
One moment I couldn't see Rome and the next I was in the noise and bustle of the traffic near Nero's Tomb. Dual carriageways and heavy traffic are all part of the scenery to me now so it was only when a motorcycle came close enough to touch my elbow that I worried.
Italians complaining about someone else's bad driving! 😁
See, I'm a good boy sitting at a red light 😆
Following the River Tiber on a dual carriageway.
That's NOT St Peter's
Now THAT'S St Peter's Basilica - Rome at last after 25 days and 1284 miles.
This is my final blog entry and I really hope you have enjoyed the show. If anyone wants to take over the mantle of the Picos Riders then please get in touch. I'll recommend a good psychiatrist and something to rub on your bottom during the lonely saddle sore evenings.
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Fantastic, Tom! What a star! All that way, in that heat, and with a tummy bug too! Hats off to you!
ReplyDeleteBut it does confirm my belief that you are distinctly masochistic!
Looking forward to seeing you back at the Centre. Best wishes, Bev
Well done Tom! We're so proud of you and your achievements!!
ReplyDeleteWhat an outstanding achievement Tom - You're made of strong stuff and you will not now be able to kid me otherwise! See you soon and have a safe journey home
ReplyDeleteCarol
Keep going Tom, great achievement . Henry M. Anerley BC
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