“Well….there’s the world road race championships you see – they’re just on the other side of Italy below Bologna” That’ll be the side of Italy we came from a couple of weeks ago then! 🙄
Retraced our steps back through Parma then Modena, Bologna and finally Imola. It’s taken most of the day, with Guy holding the wheel against some of the strongest winds we’ve ever driven through. Got parking on the first climb of the course, in a field, but facing the road.
It’s private land and the owners are charging. There’s been a few altercations over who is parking which way round. A sixteen year old girl has been left in charge to sort out all the arguments. We daren’t open the door for a couple of hours as the wind was so strong I think it would’ve ripped it off!
Everyone has flags out – except us …wasn’t on my packing list! The Polish lads next door are out in the dark painting names on the road 😂Guy has gone to take photos – it’s 13 degrees out there! Where’s my hat and gloves?
