One of the nice features of the Bertram Russell Language School in Padova was the after-hours activities, and one of the most memorable was a Sunday half-marathon near Montefortiana and Soave. We had to be at the school at 6:30 a.m. We weren’t told where we were going or why—just that we would be gone all day, to wear comfortable shoes and clothes and to dress warmly but in layers. Suzye didn’t make it out of bed, but Lucy and Lindsey and I were ready to go. For us and all but a handful of people, it was just a hike in the hills—though we all registered and were given numbers to put on our shirts as if we were really racing. We also got fed after signing up: fruit, cake, cookies, bread and boiled eggs, along with wine and tea. A little farther along, we stopped for sausage and more wine and tea. I never knew marathons could be so rewarding!
|Some people pause for needed refreshments to help them continue on our "torturous" marathon.|