Day 19 Bogliasco - Allesio 114 km

Big goodbyes this morning, first from SIivia in the restaurant, then from Paola at the reception. Long handshakes, lots of looking into each other's eyes. It was somehow touching and sad. It was disturbed only by a German tourist who really wanted to look at the place to "deseiden" (decide), which could not wait for the end of the farewell and always squawked in. Terrible person. At least I can and may come back, just for fun I told Paola that if she gave me a job I would stay. Shall come back in April, she is looking for people again next season, there is work enough. I find that very reassuring, exit strategy C if that is not so good in the chemical industry. Or rather, the pain (smart) money (another term for salary) is not enough. As in the end in the academic, when all the money was not enough to compensate for all the overtime, groundless accusations and insinuations, stupidity, ridiculous vanity and insincerity. We will see, in every beginning there is a magic. Nevertheless, good to have exit strategies. First of all it went through to Genoa then through Genoa. The comparison with 7 years ago or 2 years ago? The bike infrastructure has been developing constantly as far as I remember. It was different seven years ago, back when I was in a major Italian city at rush hour for the very first time. Completely abruptly on the crowded streets on the road, swam with the flow, with the scooters on the traffic to the front rolled to the traffic light because at green crossed and immediately arrived again in the tail of the traffic jam to swim forward again to the next traffic light. That was super! Made me immediately addicted. At that time I found no bike lanes, two years ago it was already better and today I came through all of Genoa on an independent bike path, completely stress-free, only by the pedestrians forced slalom was a bit annoying, was also Sunday morning. Then continue the Via Aurelia along the coast, as already mentioned I am for panorama on the wrong side of the road. At some point, then came right traffic, was also Sunday and all want to the Mare. Already knew what was coming, the last 50 km the road was a parking lot, left and right, SUV after SUV, or if the parking space too narrow scooter to scooter. There were bike lanes in the big cities, through tunnels and so on but you had to share again with the careless beach goers. Lots of people, children, dog off leash, cell phone gawkers, left, right, crisscross, you can not drive through quickly. Again and again the feet up, freewheel as a warning use, brake down, start, you want to be considerate and behave well, very exhausting, but it is a concern to me. At some point was then noon and am well advanced, far I had it no longer, so I put a few breaks (cappuccino). Eaten I have not much today (2 ice cream), my stores were still mercilessly full, only towards evening hunger set in. In total I made 4 breaks, had time. In a bar I chatted with the barista, who asked me where I come from. Gioseppe grew up in the Palatinate, we talked, he scolded the Italians, laws would be there, but no one kept to it. He scolded, "in Germany everything is better". I looked at him. "Yes, there people abide by the rules". Is he right? Well, I for one am quite content to stick to the rules, they give me a (the) framework (that I need). It gets bad when I don't, so bad for me, that's why I find the whole thing quite helpful by now. I also get laughs all over the world when I say "I`m a German and i love to follow rules" when I go somewhere and ask for the official way to do something. Yes, you have to be self-critical and be able to laugh at yourself. At some point I was in Alessio, I stayed in the hotel, it was really not exhausting today. I remembered for my way back (France TGW) I have to take my bike apart, I have the bag with me, I searched my tools and found that I am still missing an Allen key 8mm. In the city here you get on Sunday evening still handbags, perfume, fish, wallets, all kinds of clothes, bathing utensils, sunscreen and even a bike store was open, but no tools. At least they could show me the tool store that opens tomorrow at eight o'clock. So in this sense, good night.