Let's say this morning things just didn't go according to the plan.

 Whatever the plan was.
The start was good. After a soul-refreshing afternoon and a good dinner followed by a ten-hours sleep I just enjoyed my breakfast, thought about the massive bike ride I planned for Sunday, now when the bike was repaired, and chose at least a bit representative shirt, since you don't want to look like a junkie when you're going to open a bank account in Italy.
A that moment I was just about ten minutes late, no problem.

On the way to the institute the chain of my bike fell down with a great cunning, so it took me a few minutes to put it back and ride with big relief up and down the long bridge over the railway. Just at the end of the bridge the back wheel kinda moved and got stuck. Brilliant. Time for a silent vaffanculo. Since i couldn't repair that just by myself, I had to carry the bike up and down the bridge again to the mechanic close to the train station. Not so sure about the Sunday bike trip anymore. There are is a bus going from the station to the institute every half an hour. I missed it by a few minutes. Vaffanculo.
At that moment I was just late.

So I walked. And the sun was shining, birds singing, sky was beautiful. Next time i'll take my camera...