nik.hisham
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Continuation.
So after crossing into Italy, the rain followed us around for a good while. We did not shoot anymore photos. However, before it rained, my SO did capture this video - I'll call this
PIACENZA
We arrived into Piacenza cold and wet. We found a hotel, checked in and after a short rest, went out exploring
The entire time we were out, I sensed something amiss but couldn't quite put my finger on it
But we kept walking and took pictures like the typical tourist - this is the town center. Every Italian town will have this.
At the end of every day, one of the first questions asked was, what time is it? And the answer would be, "Beer o'clock!"
We continued walking after the beers, looking for a place to eat. And that weird feeling continued to nag me.
It wasn't until we got to the restaurant did it become clear. It was a weekend but yet the place was devoid of people. It's like we were the only ones there. Almost felt like we were in the twilight zone.
We had a conversation with the people in the restaurant and they explained why in one word. Eurozone. Economy was really bad. People have no money to spend so they stay home. It was sad to see...
Eurozone or not, we were hungry. We started with Bruschetta. Sandra, who speaks fluent Italian says that that's pronounced broosh'ketta.
While the rest of us had Pizza's, Ian went for Pasta with Mussels
We retired early this night. All were really tired. Riding in the cold and trying to keep the bike upright in the rain really took its toll.
Next morning, we were ready for another day.
So after crossing into Italy, the rain followed us around for a good while. We did not shoot anymore photos. However, before it rained, my SO did capture this video - I'll call this
PIACENZA
We arrived into Piacenza cold and wet. We found a hotel, checked in and after a short rest, went out exploring
The entire time we were out, I sensed something amiss but couldn't quite put my finger on it
But we kept walking and took pictures like the typical tourist - this is the town center. Every Italian town will have this.
At the end of every day, one of the first questions asked was, what time is it? And the answer would be, "Beer o'clock!"
We continued walking after the beers, looking for a place to eat. And that weird feeling continued to nag me.
It wasn't until we got to the restaurant did it become clear. It was a weekend but yet the place was devoid of people. It's like we were the only ones there. Almost felt like we were in the twilight zone.
We had a conversation with the people in the restaurant and they explained why in one word. Eurozone. Economy was really bad. People have no money to spend so they stay home. It was sad to see...
Eurozone or not, we were hungry. We started with Bruschetta. Sandra, who speaks fluent Italian says that that's pronounced broosh'ketta.
While the rest of us had Pizza's, Ian went for Pasta with Mussels
We retired early this night. All were really tired. Riding in the cold and trying to keep the bike upright in the rain really took its toll.
Next morning, we were ready for another day.