Are forty-five year old women allowed to have tantrums? That’s what I wanted to do today, I wanted to throw a full-on tanty and stamp my foot and pout and throw myself on the ground and kick my legs and pound my fists. I’m not happy. Moan alert…this post is going to have a few... Continue Reading →

The sun decided to have a sleep in. Instead of our glorious blue sky and sparkle, we were greeted this morning by a thick, pea-souper of a sea fog. We couldn’t see the water, which was only across the street and everything was shrouded in white mist. There mightn't have been any sun, but it still... Continue Reading →

Breakfast doesn’t get much better than that! Sitting on the third floor (top floor) of our small hotel, at the floor to ceiling windows, looking out to sea, with the sun sparkling on the water. Magic. We lingered just a little longer over our muesli, to make that spectacular morning vista last a little longer.... Continue Reading →

Shorts and t-shirt, from the very first stroke of the pedal. That’s how glorious the morning was! The sun shone, the air was warm and we pedalled off towards Anzio. It was an absolutely beautiful day for a ride, in the sun and with no wind. The only thing that dimmed the sparkle somewhat, was... Continue Reading →

Right...psyching up...the road is out there...the traffic is waiting and revving and roaring...time for a rush of adrenalin with a twist of good old fashioned fear! Onto the Roman roads we go, into the motorised mayhem! The legs and lungs got a good wake up call after their week off, with a hilly street to... Continue Reading →

A day of stories. I love a good story, a gripping tale, a ripping yarn! We spent our last day in Rome, visiting some sites that gave us some history and had a tale to tell… The Church of St. Peter In Chains (San Pietro in Vincoli) was our first stop.  The frescos in this... Continue Reading →