Horny Torino

The Alps, while stunning from a distance, are hideous to drive over. The words ‘windy’, precipitous, and terrifying come to mind. Thankfully, Mr Fluffy, the driver, does not share my fear of heights and speed and seemed to relish the Top Gear-esque drive across to Italy.

Chianocco 

After a day recovering at a site in Chianocco we’ve made it through Torino on our way to the lakes. Torino was a revelation. A plethora of prostitutes greeted us along the streets of what seemed to be the main town and we drove through some major road works where they were repairing a bridge. I can’t help thinking this may have been a reaction to the terrible Genoa bridge incident as the concrete in the bridge looked ready to crumble. It was reassuring to hear the inevitable horns being tooted endlessly through the traffic jam.