Down from the hills around Lake Como and onto the flat Northern Italian plain. I strung together a necklace of towns from the map to get me around Milan. Italian road signage can be confusing but the people were lovely, catering for m lack of Italian, guiding me through parks and urging me on. In the morning they live outside and want to engage. Friendly outgoing peope with time to talk.
Now the roads are stright and flat withth a littel wind to soften the sun but by midday it is taking its toll forcing me to stop. Butthis isn't campsite country so i cave in and take an Agriturisom B&B in the lovely city of Crema, persuaded as much by the charmng old couple in the Tourist Information Office. So it's a refeshing shower and a soft bed in my rustic room. Tent can play its part again tomorrow.
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