Road trip across Europe 2017. Mountainous Italy.
I will not torment tourists with photographs of cities in northern Italy. They are wonderful and interesting. In 2014, I made a promise to myself that I would not go to Spain and Italy in the summer, so after France, after living a little in the northern cities of Italy, I went to the mountains.
Summer is the best time to travel around Europe in your own car. Traveling by car is a way of life. The car gives freedom of movement, independence from others, and much more. A good statement, which I have long adhered to. Summer passes quickly, and is not noticeable to me. I recently spent four months hiding from the cold in Southeast Asia, and already a new time is coming to think about winter. Life is a moment, and you can’t get ahead of it, and you can’t slow it down.
In Italy, there are too many police who are waiting for drivers at every turn. Several times miraculously managed to slow down before an ambush, but yesterday, miraculously escaped punishment. Stopped at the junction to take a picture of the castle. Due to the flow of cars, it was difficult to do this, since there was no parking nearby. With difficulty taking pictures, I began to think about where to make a U-turn in the direction I needed. The nearest turn was five kilometers away. To save time, I looked around for cars nearby and turned around. Only at the last moment did I notice that another road was going under me, where the police were standing, who saw my forbidden U-turn through a solid line. My heart began to pound. At that moment, I realized that I was in for a lot of trouble, as the police leaned into the car and pressed the gas. I had to hit the gas, and on the other side I drove out onto the road, where the police had just stood, and at the top, where I was, the police were already standing and looking in my direction. They could not clearly see the license plate of my car, as it was far away. Without stopping, I continued to move at high speed. After a kilometer around the bend, there was a four-way interchange. Where to go? I had to make a quick decision, because apparently the police had already left for my road. I went to the left on the third exit. For about ten minutes I rode in a strong excitement. There were no policemen behind. Apparently, they drove along another exit, and I drove into the village and stood among the other cars that were standing at the store. That's it, enough of my fear. I won’t break traffic rules anymore, otherwise I’ll have to eat breadcrumbs instead of cakes, as the police would have scammed me well for money, if not for more.
Tomorrow I check out of the hotel, and I have very little to go to the famous resort of Europe.
