ok so upon leaving trento wer thought that it might be a bit more kind to us, well the weather at least, but no it was still drizzling some what so we decided to brave it out and get to bozen or bolzano depending on where you live and how you speak in that part of italy.but when we started to leave we did meet a couple of aussie cyclist who seemed nice enough and were headed in our direction, cue shanes temptation for speed and overtaking.it didnt take us long as they did seem to be getting on a bit and we all know what shane is like when he gets the bit between his teeth. so we get to bozen and nothing really much happens there we sleep and eat....normal for us two.
its the next day that should be brought to your attention however, as you all know by know we arent very good at sticking to plans so when we said we should just ride to merano the next day of course we get there no problem but as its so early we have a quick check at our maps and see that the hostel that we were going to go for isnt that far away just more than we had already done and yeah we know that its going to be uphill a bit but we think none the less of it and carry on straight away.after seeking directions from a local postman who gave us maps and fine words of encouragement we started on the cycle path that should take us nearly the whole way to immediately find a rather large diversion up what can only be described as a big old hill.after conquering this and realising that yes shane was still alive we continued up along this way going ever so more up for a short while before we just hit the nice long straight and unhilly cycle path again.this was all ok untill we saw what was to become next of us, a few road trips here and there let us see the "valley" that we had to get up. i think the place was glurns that was the last time we saw a road untill we nearly hit the switzerland border.the cycle paths that had served us very well during the day suddenly turned to a dirt road uphill....great.after push pulling and at some points nearly wanting to cry over the stupid idea to carry on that day we finally reached the swiss border and were waved stright through, obviously we dont look shady as we cycled through at all of 2 miles an hour....the lady in the supermarket that we found right on the border changed some money for us and i started to try to calculate all the prices in euros and pounds that we are familiar but when your tired belive me it doesnt come very easily,im not ant ok.. having finally arrived in the little town of sainta maria up a hill i would like to add and having a jogger overtake us uphill we officially decided that we would stay 2 nights to make up for it.
after finding that the hostel was somewhat simple in its layout but nice and charming however we ventured out for our celebratory drink to the landmark of 2000 miles that we had crossed during the day with a stunning background, after walking to one end of the town and finding only closed restaurants our hearts began to sink but on returning towards opur hostel we saw what can only be described as a saving light, that changed colours and obviouslz as simple as we are we walked towards this light and discovered that no more than 20 meteres from our hostel that was a bar, or so we though.when we got inside it was like an optical illusion we thought there must be more to this as the bar was all of 8.53 meters all round so we thought yeah this seems nice we will stay.it was only after taking and drinking that we realised that it was not only a whisky bar but the worlds smallest whisky bar!!!somehow in walking up the stairs we missed the signs outside telling us this and all the leaflets inside untill it was pointed out to us....how silly did we feel. needless to say the next day after a short trip to a waterfall we returned to the whisky bar for more....nourishment....after discussing with the nice men running and owning the place we learned of their bussiness plans for the future and how it all got started in the first place.needless to say we were somewhat gobsmacked at the full range of alcoholic beverages present and the fact it was all whisky...even better.shane has now also gained a taste for baileys...ill leave you to make up your own mind on that one.the mroning of our supposed departure we returned to the whisky bar to have some photos taken of us on our bikes and outside the place with some warming fluid in our hands...but it was ok it was a minute after 9:30 in the morning...we returned to the hostel as it was raining with thoughts of the story that we had been told would be written for us not realising quite what was going on as the whiskey that early did somewhat go to our heads a little...whoops.after the rain continued and it got later in the day we thought right thats it we are staying another night and after we eat lunch we promptly fell asleep for pretty much the whole afternoon so it was indeed a rest day for a change. and of course we did return to the whisky bar again, its nice alright dont judge...and after conversing more and drinking more the beer that had deprived the bar for a few weeks before hand fianlly arrived so what better way to send of the night than starting with whiskey then having a nice cool guiness helped by a rather intriguing machine that i hadnt experienced before, for the guiness pouring ok dont get the wrong idea.
so here we are once again at a computer but this time its still part of the whisky corporation, yes once you get in you dont get out, and we are writing up the blog but now there is another link to us so heres a link to them
www.smallestwhiskybaronearth.com
trust me go on it not only will you get to see the smallest whisky bar on earth and dream of going there(of and if you are going there get ready for public transport as it isnt the easiest place to get to but well worth it) but you will also see a bit about us two with photos and a small story!!!!but seriously go on there go through the link or type it in on google, soon it will be in the guiness book ok records and official but you heard it here first.....go there!!!
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