Our first day to see the Giro in person, we traveled across Tuscany towards the border with Romagna and Marche, and settled in a little town, San Sisto, to enjoy the race with the locals.
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The town was all decorated in pink in honor of the Maglia Rosa |
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Townspeople young and old cheered as the peloton raced past |
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Viva Il Giro! |
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John's new buddy Gianfranco invited us back to San Sisto for the annual Fungi Festival in the fall |
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All serious, watching the finish of the race on TV in a local pub |
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Back at the hotel, we ran into one of the owners of Wilier Triestina (My other bike is a Wilier) |