Cima Racing is Rallying an old banger around Europe to raise money for BEN Donate Now!
Day 4: Aprica, Italy to Sottomarina, Italy
23 September 2007
Or Blackpool-by-the-Med, Italy, to give it it’s proper title.
Today was the theme day so, with Jules dressed as a schoolgirl and me desperately going round the shops in Aprica on a Sunday morning looking for a skirt, we arrived in the collection area to be confronted by countless bemused locals and hundreds of rally goers in full drag. The idea was to recreate the St Tinian’s look, but the end result fell someway short.
The challenge for the day was daunting and, frankly, we couldn’t be bothered. To score maximum points you had to drive to a train station outside Venice, get a train to Venice, walk for 20 minutes or so to St Marks square, and then get a photograph of your team.
With your spare wheel.
Given the size of the Safrane wheels, and the 32 degree heat, the prospect of dragging the spare around for a couple of hours really didn’t appeal, so we headed straight to the Best Western in Sottomarina. We were joined by an awful lot of other teams who, like us, had opted to skip this challenge. By 4pm we’d got booked in, found the bar and pool, and prepared for the forthcoming night out.
However, being Blackpool-by-the-Med, it was full of drunk single people with dodgy cars being loud and making a nuisance. Actually…
An easy day on the car, despite the temperatures. Just a few hundred miles of motorway action, although the gearbox has started to make some slightly scary noises, and it’s a long way to Rome tomorrow.
Today was the theme day so, with Jules dressed as a schoolgirl and me desperately going round the shops in Aprica on a Sunday morning looking for a skirt, we arrived in the collection area to be confronted by countless bemused locals and hundreds of rally goers in full drag. The idea was to recreate the St Tinian’s look, but the end result fell someway short.
The challenge for the day was daunting and, frankly, we couldn’t be bothered. To score maximum points you had to drive to a train station outside Venice, get a train to Venice, walk for 20 minutes or so to St Marks square, and then get a photograph of your team.
With your spare wheel.
Given the size of the Safrane wheels, and the 32 degree heat, the prospect of dragging the spare around for a couple of hours really didn’t appeal, so we headed straight to the Best Western in Sottomarina. We were joined by an awful lot of other teams who, like us, had opted to skip this challenge. By 4pm we’d got booked in, found the bar and pool, and prepared for the forthcoming night out.
However, being Blackpool-by-the-Med, it was full of drunk single people with dodgy cars being loud and making a nuisance. Actually…
An easy day on the car, despite the temperatures. Just a few hundred miles of motorway action, although the gearbox has started to make some slightly scary noises, and it’s a long way to Rome tomorrow.
Labels: Staples2Naples 07
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