A good friend of Roam sent me this wired.com article. It has a great graphic that at first glance looks like a leaf but look closer and you’ll see how all roads in Europe do indeed lead to
Ah , good times especially as I had a horse to get all around. Wouldn’t like to walk it!
I jut added this to my to do list. From the Tyrol tourist board site:
Mieders Alpine Coaster, the steepest track in the Alps—it will speed you down to the valley surrounded by the gorgeous mountain scenery of lofty Serles Peak. Those riding the coaster will race along a 2,800 meter track, through the forest, and down the mountain in individual coaster cars. Equipped with rollers and brakes, excitement becomes a reality as you feel the rush of the 640 meter vertical drop. Riders have complete control of their speed (up to 42 kph) for a truly unique, hands-on experience. The alpine coaster makes 40 hairpin turns and is elevated off the ground like a roller coaster.
Salve: My nephew Augustus, showed me some great pictures from BBC Travel of my former stomping ground Rome, taken by Amanda Ruggeri. Love ’em ‘Augie – it brings back memories.
Unfortunately, you can see on the right MY eternal city has been tarnished by a monstrosity of new building from 19th century ‘Altare della Patria’ also known as Monumento Nazionale a Vittorio Emanuele II (National Monument to that fat turd, Victor Emmanuel II). Before that it was perfectly good Capitoline hill area.
Apparently Queen Vicky claimed the epithet Father of the Fatherland (In Italian: Padre della Patria). That Cheeky bastardo. That is MY – Julius Caesar – heirloom but they didn’t build a modern monument to me did they?
Even though I left my heart in Rome. Literally. With a few holes in it. In the forum to be exact, what did I get? A ruin with some flippin’ flowers every day. There is no pleasing some people.
On the bright side, I have a month, a salad and a Las Vegas casino named after me.