I've been looking at photos of the Dolomites for the past zillion years so it feels super surreal being here. I downed a croissant and cappuccino and headed out from Passo Falzarego and immediately struck up a conversation with Lorenzo the oral surgeon from near Milano who happily gave me a brief WW1 history lesson and oriented me to the peaks. We hiked a few hours together and shared a beer at the Navolau Rif which was already rocking out (to Johnny Cash) at 10am.
Lorenzo and I parted ways and I looped all the way around the Navolau to the Cinque Torri and then back to my tiny car. Favorite quotes of my Lorenzo meeting... "I hear marijuanna is now FREE in Colorado" and "Traveling solo is good, you can think...and cry."
I've been in Europe about 30 hours now and all I've consumed is bread, cheese, coffee, beer, and Proseco and that is totally acceptable! Sometimes I think I was born on the wrong continent...
Tomorrow I'm going to climb through the Cengia Martini - a 1.1 km tunnel - and I'm not psyched because I hate being underground but I have to do it because it is history!
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