This (plastic) cow looks about as happy as me right now. Within five minutes of Simone cycling off in the other direction, I heard a tangle of metal behind me. No prizes for guessing that another spoke on the back wheel had gone. Arghh!
I have tentatively arrived in Castell’Arquato, a place that anyone would love to spend at least an hour or so wandering around but I must still find some accommodation, because contrary to the iPhone App (wasn’t I singing it’s praises earlier?), there is no campsite anywhere near here. I could fork put on a hotel but don’t want to. On the positive side, the wheel is still functioning ok without any apparent wobble and there is a campsite (I hope) on the next town in the direction of Parma, a place called Salsomaggiore Terme. It’s only 5pm and even with some careful cycling I should be able to make it there by 6.30pm.
If anyone, especially you Italian speakers could do some research on the Internet and find out if there is a bike shop in Salsomaggiore Terme, or Fidenza or even Parma which is open on Monday, I would be eternally grateful. I’ll check the comments later to see if anyone has managed to find anything. Complete and utter buggeration!!