Spring Sundays are for Sycling in Sanremo...in a single sentence

So, it was a beautiful spring day yesterday...

 so David and I decided to go for a bike ride...

 

 so we went to Arma di Taggia, where we can pick up the bike path that runs from San Remo to Imperia (I think...I've never actually done the whole path...that's a bit too much for me given that, as David figured, I ride my bike once every 3 years)...

where we took the bikes out of the car and David noticed he had a flat...

so we drove around Arma looking for a bike pump, not finding one, which took us to San Remo...

where we didn't find a bike pump but found our friend Matteo walking up the street carrying  a couple bags of lemons...

"Ciao Matteo!  Nice lemons!"...

"Ciao!  What are you guys doing here in these parts?!"...

"We're looking for a bike tire pump but we can't find one."...

"I have a bike tire pump.  Hold my lemons, I'll be right back."...

 so we pumped up and said good byes to Matteo and went here...

on our bikes until....

we rode our bides to a beach side restaurant for some lunch and where we met a nice squirrel...

 and that's the end.

Spring Sunday are for sycling in San Remo and monotontous Mondays are for making mostly magnified maxims.