La Cascina Rossa

Yesterday I decided to head for Asti, near Turin, ready for crossing the Alps today. It was a long but uneventful ride from Nocera to Asti and after riding round the beautiful old town for fifteen minutes I finally picked up the scent of my b&b, a charming old house called "La Cascina Rossa" (the Red Farm) a couple of kilometres out of town. In the evening I rode back into Asti and had a stonking supper of squid and potatoes, followed by fritto misto di pesche washed down with red wine, coffee and a grappa.
This morning I went for a run up the road as the sun rose over the rolling green landscape in anticipation of a very hot day. Over breakfast I chatted with the owners about my plans and where they should go for their next holiday. They are early middle aged Italians now living their dream of running a tasteful country b&b complete with pet goats, who eyed me curiously from their pen when I set off for my run this morning. All in all a very pleasant interlude before setting off for France.
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