We departed our tiny room to our final stop on this continent,
Into Milan to leave our bikes to be packed & sent as a consignment,
Quennie’s fueling issue had ceased to be an issue for the time being,
The ride today was boring straight roads as far as we were seeing,
Nothing but featureless plains except for the giant black rats,
Some in the fields others flat in the road all as big as cats,
Leaving the rodents alone we arrived at our final stop,
Near the international airport to fly the bikes out & finally to bed we flop.
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