Tuesday, August 09, 2005

Day 9: Bern - Milan


Ups, I did it again… Already on my was from Bern and heading to Florence, I could finally get in touch with my milanese friend, Andrea Brizzi. He would be arriving in Milan on the following day, so the city was back in our route.

But the highlight of the day came even before our plans’ change. Recommended by Gian, my Swiss friend, we followed the road through the mountains from Bern to the Italian border, passing through Interlaken, Wassen and Lugano. First, the road through Interlaken offering an amazing view on the lake and the steep alpine mountains. A bit further on, the test of the day for the 2cv: a typical alpine mountain road going till the very top and back on the valley, a route were breathtaking views surprise us at any curve.

After crossing the first border in which we were stopped and inspected (Where are you coming from? Portugal? With this?!lol), we headed till the entrance of Milan, where a gas station was once again our hostel.

The night wouldn’t end without another adventure: with the car closed, I left it…leaving the keys inside. It was quite an experience to “rob” my own car on an Italian gas station, at 2 am, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers…

As for the 2cv, he was back to its best form. Dealt the mountains under the rain with an evident pleasure. For two times later on on the highway the shocking problem appeard, but this time only for very short periods. Congratulations buddy, we are over 3000kms!
KILOMETRES (Total): 3107km 
KM SINCE LAST POST: 272km
GAS SPENT(Total):194.71l

Click here to know all the details of my Legendary Companion

2 Comments:

At August 09, 2005 9:49 am, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Tiaguito,
Aquele objecto branco é a tua magnifica viatura, ou é um floco de neve???
Ainda bem que levaste a raquete, sempre dá pra fazer um "Skuzinho".
Já usaste as camisas que te dobrei?
Vê lá se não estragas os vincos!!!
Abraço e boa viagem,

Netinho

 
At August 09, 2005 11:02 am, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Após um olhar mais atento lá vislumbro uma máquina galopante em plenos prados alpinos a restabelecer forças para mais uma longa jornada.
Tu de certeza q já dominas o circuito dos camionistas. A dormir nas estações d serviço.

Imagino a cara dos polícias italianos na fronteira.. A t sorte é q levavas vestido uma camisa italiana muito bem vincadinha pelo nosso grande Netinho...

Quanto à peripécia nocturna, sem comentários.. Tipicamente Tiago Alves....Só uma coisa te garanto: Não vai ser a única vez q isso t vai acontecer ao longo da viagem...

Grande Abraço

Ruca

 

Post a Comment

<< Home