Chinqua terra

So here we are in the luscious Chinqua Terra. Well actually right outside in a town called levanto. Let's just say its humid here. And I'm not talking about the type of humid where there is a bit of moisture in the air, I'm talking about full on mosquito infested eternal cloud of terenchal downpour where it feels like it could actually rain any minute. But I shouldn't really complain because when we boil down to the facts here all we are lwleft with is the vapor of truth that is the mediterranian coast. (I just need t insert here that I cannot help but notice what a child of technology and spellchecker I am. I forward al apologies for the blatant butchering of the english language from here on out).
ANYWAY, we just spent the entire last day or so climbing hills and breaking knees on the mountainous coast of northern Italy. It has been fantastic to say the least. Yesterday we roslde through a series of oneway tunnels that scared the beegees out of me. Dotting the coast were fantastic little campground, which we have been staying in for cheap cheap. We finally decided in the town of Deva Marina after meeting the curt new-jersyian pizza shop owner. We knew from his first sentence that this guy meant business in that east cost kind of way, and we ate it up. As scott said,"i feel like i'm ordering a cheesesteak right now." (Philly ref.) Lets just say we drank grappa until we could drink no more. We then took one more shot and head back to camp to rest for another day of his.

After our beast of a climb today, we decended down into Levanto, but not before andrew aquired a gaping gash in his tire forcing us to hitch a ride down for his bike.. Somehow fate tries to keep us from the beach every day, but today I say suck it fate, because try as you did I ended a perfect day of touring and climbing sitting happy on some sand with a gelato in one hand and the mar in front of me. Best trip ever!!!

- The Velodicts