Whilst on the way the Gaetano’s house on the back of Gaetano’s trusty scooter to take some photos for a little real estate experiment I’m cooking up, a twerp decided, at the last minute, that he needed petrol and pulled right across us. Gaetano pulled up rather sharply and we both ended up resting against the wing of said twerp’s black Merc.
It could have been worse, and certainly was not one of those ‘life flashing before your eyes’ incidents (…and I’ve had a few…), and luckily neither the scooter, Merc, nor us were any the worse for the experience.
Now, I’d love to tear around Milan on a (motor) bike, but I don’t think it would be a great idea. Many moons past I used to tear around in the civilised traffic back in the UK on a bike, and I had a few close shaves. However, if I got up to my old tricks here, I’d most probably end up eating the asphalt, or worse.
Much safer to throw money at camera gear, I suppose.
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