Size Matters

An American welcoming

Yeah, that’s one thing I learnt in the States. Let’s get through its first week’s les­sons. The pass­port con­trols were noth­ing spe­cial. I mean, I was checked like, one time in Warsaw, three times in Zurich, and noth­ing less than 6 times in Los Angeles (fur­ther on, LA). But all of them were routine. First […]

Che cazzo guarda!?” – Cruising through Toscana

The other side of the Apennines, at night

Last Monday was a very mem­or­able day. What an absurdly long, moun­tain­ous, sur­pris­ing, grue­some day, so exhaust­ing that my quadri­ceps halved their length out of ten­sion, my brakes boiled eggs out of heat, my water bottles expan­ded out of plead­ing for water, my sweat glands digi-evolved into foun­tains, and I’m going to stop with the […]