| Bicycle touring Sardinia. Just
before Escalaplano's town limits, we passed a fellow strolling
along behind two oxen. I leaned my bike against a signpost and
rushed back to capture the man and beasts with my camera before
they disappeared. I snapped the picture, returned to my bicycle,
and watched as the ox-driver paraded his animals into town and
down main street. In disbelief I mounted my bike, shaking my
head over the absurdity of the spectacle. However, as I pedalled
into town behind the oxen, all the locals' whimsical stares were
saved for me. Once again, I was reminded that in Sardinia, it
was us on our loaded beasts who were the foreign sight. |
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