My first real racing bike was a Celeste green Bianchi (and I'm remembering this as I watch a delayed recording of today's Tour de France stage) with bar end shifters. Gave it to my son who went to Whitman College in Walla Walla, WA where he had it stolen 3 times over his four years there (what can I say, he was a philosophy major). I still have a soft spot for that color scheme.