Every so often (actually, very often: hundreds of times a day) we need to take a routing choice. Choices are the result of the many sources we employ for the routing. Road signs usually tell the truth, though to our surprise not always. And they are hard to read. Google maps is always active but sometimes way too aggressive recommending "shortcuts". Actual maps are very complete and easy to use but hard to read while ciclying. Common sense is just something that we should use but mor often that not, we don't.
Still, sometimes we don't take very good choices. For example, we chose to go to Monaco in search for maps.
We failed. It was horrible: never go to Monaco.
We crossed the frontier to Italy and suddenly found out the Italians invested a lot more in tunnels, which is great. We also found out two more things : Italians *are* more sociable than the French and campings *are* more expensive (around twice the price).
We took advantage of the first two findings quickly enough. The first two bicycle-riding locals we met while filling water told us about a bike path that connected Ospedaletti with San Remo. Later, when we had just arrived to the Ospedaletti and were discussing going to look for the bike path, a guy stopped his car in the middle of the street (which was the highway) to tell us about his bicycle (past) life. And about the bike path, of course. The last Italian consultant was yet another friendly cyclist that later stopped by at lunch to offer advice, among other things, about how should we do the Genova - Verona route. He said something about avoiding the rice fields with mosquitoes. We took note, of course.
The Ospedaletti bike path was definitely as amazing as described. It exceeded every expectation. It connects several costal cities with a 25-kilometer-long bike road with water, shade, resting spaces and tunnels: these tunnels were the *best*: cold and humid, avoiding most climbing.
Our last humans interaction of the day was not Italian but polish. Our camping neighbor Aga arrived while we set up our tents. While dining together, she told us her bicycle adventures, including her current gigantic Almeria - Greece European tour, which can be found here: https://www.polarsteps.com/bagieta/4074863-almeria-grecia
She earned a photo in the blog.
We are exhausted. Our bicycles are also exhausted in a way: they complain louder and louder (literally mine makes breaking-sounds when I'm climbing a hill). Although not one of the hardest days, it just may be that we (humans and bicycles) are wearing out with the accumulated number of kilometers (horizontally and vertically).
