How to joke with some cyclists

Update #tourdupisa:Today the English guys left at 6.00 this morning so i turned over and slept again. At 8.00 i started at my own morning ritm. Get my bag packed, check out and get some stuff at the supermarket. After 500 meters BAM! there was a big climb, 7 km but i know that is was the last big mountain 🙂 When i was at the bottom i saw two italian cyclist father and sun i guess. Both on the most expensive bikes ive seen so far. Real Pinarello fans. So after five minutes the guys they saw me ride easy behind them full packed with an „normal” bike and the tempo was going up. Hill up, hill down town in town out, the glasses of the shops helped them to look behind them; i was still there, and don’t give up 🙂 After 12km my legs where killed and took the sweet out of my face. Biked near these guys and said: Grazie!! And turned right at the first supermarket is saw.

Tomorrow the last stage!