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Not so Hip while hopping Milano

The tips of  my fingers still holding the tingle of cold in their ends , I went down to breakfast well rested and ready for my time in Milano , a time to sort out logistics , a time to unwind , a time to culturally explore , a time to practice city life. My hotel was...

Lazing in Lyon

I had not realised how exhausting the last week of riding had been , until I sat down to dinner with my great friend Robin , who had graciously flown in from Moscow , via Los Angeles and London to rendezvous with me , so we could celebrate friendship and a trans...