The ‘roses’ tour … coined to ‘smell the roses’ … hint, hint, John …

Leaving Perth on Sunday evening … perfect weekend with a hint of ‘spring’ … don’t you hate it when you leave home and the weather you leave is perfect!!!

A 12km ride from the airport got the legs moving after the long haul flight. The bikes were assembled and off we were in the heat of the day, a little humid under a cloudy sky. A short train from Mestre to Treviso, nice to talk to a young girl from Victoria who is bike packing … she has 2hrs on the train to try and squeeze in Slovinia before she heads home in 6 weeks, she’s been away since 11 June.

Wandering through the narrow streets and alleys in the heart of Treviso, I realise why I’m here.  The old buildings, cobblestone streets, mixes of old and new and the canals add to such a picturesque town.  There are lots of people out and about walking with kids and dogs or cycling through the maze of streets. The piazzas have tables and chairs set up for the diners.

An aperol spritz goes down well before we have some pasta and pizza. An early night as we want to get some serious sightseeing tomorrow,