Kinda silly to feel nostalgic for my rides to Italian school but I do. Plus I miss Maestra Raffaella and my classmates. It's actually a good training ride: very slight downhill on the way to Pordenone, and a gradual 270 meter climb on the way home. After a few hundred reps I'm still not tired of it.
Our school, Odorico Mattiussi (named for a local priest who visited China in 1300, our version of Marco Polo)
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