Stage 10 – a 38. something ITT from Foligno to Montefalco naturally came with its own intrigue. Marginal gains and the height of cycling modernity set against a pre-Roman period labyrinth-like town of terracotta and orange seeped alleyways, brightly-coloured regional flags and beautifully decaying walls. Smiles everywhere. Always. But where else, but the Giro, would a dog evade its captors to the detriment of eager time triallists or the race leader have to bunny hop an erroneously located kerb. Nowhere else. But that's exactly why we remain enthralled by the Giro d'Italia – 100 editions on.