Third Time's Just as Charming!

A few weeks ago, I had the opportunity to go to my THIRD Fiat 500 rally, starting near Perugia. Laura, a local friend of mine, went with me, and we had a blast!

We arrived very, very shortly before our drive, so we didn't have much time to peruse the many booths that were set up hawking all sorts of wares from jewelry to food items to clothing to ... to everything. Instead, we checked in, getting our goodie bag (including a Torta di Pasqua, a delicious cheesy bready thing which is amazing, bottle of wine, and cloth tote), and admiring the other cars present. One of these was the most incredibly wonderful (done after-market) convertible. Green, tan interior, just darling.


Excursion time!!! With a grand honking of horns, motorcycle escort, and lots of lots of oohing (from me), we were off. After a lovely tour of the countryside, we arrived in the center of Perugia (with police escort, people cheering, waving, etc...we were celebrities!). There was one little mishap that was actually adorable and so typical: the car of the person in front of me stalled and she couldn't get it going again. The bystanders quickly realized the problem and started pushing the car up the hill, and all the way into the piazza!

With suicide doors!

We had an hour's worth of hanging out in centro, which obviously meant a trip to the best gelateria in town, and then back into our formation in order to leave town. We drove straight through a pedestrian section, and then out. I warned my fellow drivers that I would be peeling off at some point to go home -- and when I turned around to go the other direction, we were saluted by honking and handwaving by all my Fiat friends all the way to the end of the line.

I'm seriously considering whether I can possibly justify going to the international rally in Garlenda (about 10 hours away) in July. They limit entries to 1000 cars....

Love,

Alexandra