I am now the owner of a Vespa, ya'll.
It's a sweet little red Vespa S50, compliments of my lovely husband, who drives a fourteen-year-old Honda 150.
It's brand spanking new & the sweetest thing the roads around here have seen in a long time, even if it only goes 50 kmh. (That's 30 mph.)
And it's going places, this little Vespa S50; it's exploring the places of the Veneto one day at a time
My aim? Fun. That's all. Clean, plain fun in the country, mostly the back roads of the province of Vicenza. We are going places and snapping photos with my phone as we do.
I've been riding little 50's since my sister (6 years younger) received one from Santa when she was a mere twelve-years-old. Gasp! We lived in the rural South, where children ride motorized vehicles soon after learning to walk....or ride a bike, at least. It's all good. Santa was always good to us kids. He made magic happen.
