As one
I arrived first. Of course. I was the one who had chosen the route for our Royal Enfield motorcycle rally, […]
The Urgency, the Moment, the Choice That day I pulled over for no particular reason. Engine off, helmet still on,
There are friends you choose. And there are friends who just happen to you — in summer, by accident, because
It was a crossroads with no name. One of those forks that don’t appear on navigation apps because nobody ever
An ordinary morning We had gone out to buy a 125. Used, if possible. Reliable, for sure. Something practical to
Some days you don’t plan anything extraordinary. You go out, start the bike, and let the road decide what the
A grey sky is not a problem I leave Bodio Lomnago just after ten. The sky is closed, heavy —
There’s a moment, in mid-March, when the spring effect arrives. These days I keep hearing: “finally getting back on the
A few weeks ago, I waited forty seconds for the elevator. Forty seconds. I counted them — because at some
A route of about 300 km crossing the Chianti, the Val d’Orcia and the Maremma. No motorways, no hurry. Just