It looked like a black bin liner being pushed across the road by the wind. Cristian's car swayed to avoid it, I steer to take a look. There was no wind, there was no rubbish, it was a purcupine!
My first - the one I spotted from Luca's car and that had me screaming "watch out, there is a pig crossing the road" does not count - and it was immediately followed by a second one, further up the hill towards Cortona.
At the top, an otter popped out from under a bush. I felt like I did not belong with my huge car!
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