The Bora wind blows so fiercely through Trieste, a melancholic port town on the Adriatic Sea, that some sidewalks are lined with handrails. The wind maddens pedestrians, but it also fills the sails of skippers who come from all over to compete in Italy’s aquatic equivalent of the New York City Marathon.
Before this year’s race, the sleepy docks that once served as the main port of the Austro-Hungarian Empire buzzed with life. Olympic sailing crews, boating enthusiasts and excitement-thirsty locals packed Trieste’s piers, old world cafes and vast square facing the sea.
Everything was in place. Except the wind. Read on, courtesy of the NY Times. And of course there is a discussion thread.
