This morning I waved to my new Italian friends and headed off north on road S 45. I savoured the feeling of riding in Italy, only regretting that I didn’t get around to come over when I had my Ducati. The morning was crisp and the view was stunning. Later during the day it got hot as hell though, so I was pleased with my choosen hotell, not only on the Lake Garda shore but also with an pasta resturant.
So today I had pizza for lunch and pasta and red wine for dinner, if I manage a gelato tomorrow before entering Austria my wishes will be fullfilled.