I simply can’t describe the drive out of the Monterosso this morning because I had to keep my eyes closed all the way. Sheer panic at the width of the road and the drop down the cliff (on the passenger side). I have decided I’m not made for this type of touring.
But after the initial anxiety, the remainder of the trip was uneventful although we almost drove back to France to take the turnoff to Milan as there was no quicker way to get to our destination. When you think about it where else could you drive across half a country in just four hours? Certainly not Australia. You’ll be pleased to know Tony resisted a side trip to Monza to do a circuit of the Grand Prix track in our Citroen Picasso – unfortunately it just doesn’t have the grunt of a Ferrari F1.