But it can take a long time
07.07.2010 - 07.07.2010 33 °C
One last swim in the morning before we head out, then we are off to another outlet visit just to the north of Rome.
Here L picked up a few clothes, but still no shoes for her size anywhere in Italy. I on the other hand pick up another pair of runners Asics this time, and some cycle gloves (colour matched to the Goka, natch). Gaelan gets a Lindt Ball. We spent a bit too long here, and we have to rush in through the traffic to get into our accommodation in the San Lorenzo area. The ring road is pretty heavy, but we do get in. Amazingly, without getting lost. More amazingly we get a car park outside too. Our host is soon here to meet us and help us shift a mountain of stuff (raised eyebrows at the bike) up to the 4th floor apartment in a rickety lift. This is only the first leg though as once we have dumped everything in the flat, I have to jump back in the car and get it back to Peugeot. The road is chock a block to get out of the city which takes about 20 minutes. The next 10 kms around the ring road was at a stand still, and took 50 minutes until it suddenly cleared, and the foot went down as I had to get through the next 15kms in 9 minutes. I raced through the gate at 4:59 just before they shut for the night. They didn't take me to the airport but to the nearest station, and it takes me another 90 minutes to get back to the apartment.
We are all knackered, and it is the night of the Spain – Germany semi final in the World Cup. We thought about some take away pizza and watch it at home, but there are TVs in the restaurant so we plonk down here to have pizza and beer whilst watching the game. We go grab a gelati at half time then get home in time to see Puyol head the ball through the back of the net, and head to bed satisfied...