The most emotional, beautiful and sad in the same time, was, that it passed in front of Marco’s museum. I was there and I was crying like a child. And “Spazio” is so lovely, intimate… with all those small things he also loved, besides cycling, it kinda felt like he was with us yesterday. Whole day was a celebration of him. I went to graveyard afterwards, in the afternoon, and people were silently and respectfully visiting. Marco was great cyclist but above all he was a human with all the flaws and dreams and fears and virtues that we all share. So we feel him, even 20 years after he left us.