| For such an enthusiast of
Euro Jamborees
like me, two years of lack are too much! In 1999 I could go to Germany
for a broken arm, and in England 2000 for a better cause: the birth of
my son. This year however the call of Europe was really high and also
the
need of a good trip on the scooter let me take the decision of leaving
for some days my family, also because the place were the event was held
was not very distant and in a nice Country.
As usual I keep in touch with my friends in the Lambretta Club Emilia Romagna and the trip is perfectly organised. So I leave early in the morning heading to Bologna in a warm day that seems to be of nice weather with my electronic GP 200 for the first time, instead of the ultra reliable SX 200 I've used to go to Holland and Ireland. In Bologna we are not much doing the trip together, as a number of other entrants leaved the day before. The travel has been very nice and the only problem has been with Cesare's Li 150 with worn points not far from Lagenthal. As soon as we arrive, though it's friday morning, a good number of entrants are already there, placed in a site near a fireman barrack, as usual arrived from all over Europe. A friend from Holland tells me that the day before he has seen the arrival of the 24 D and LD's of the "Full bore tour" that did the trip from England; he's been really impressed because the all wear a smart red jacket with the logo on the back. I would have seen them. Friday evening it starts raining; an inconvenient rain that will last all the week end long. This forced us to move under the pavilion for the inevitable L.C. pasta all together, which is a good occasion to invite friends for a good chat drinking good wine. On Saturday most of us don't leave for the scooter cruise as it's still raining so we meet in the market and concourse d'elegance pavillion. The evening the gale dinner starts not well for us as the organizers have placed the Italians in distant tables, with someone disappointed with it for their own embarassment; anyway the evening is continued quietly, with the only extra of two fellows who are entered into the pavillion on their scooters, completely naked only wearing their helmets for the general hilarity; During the night it's been impossible for me to sleep, as someone pissed was doing a terrible noise, but also this is part of the game. So next morning me and others leaved at 9 o'clock as was necessar for us to reach home for the evening. A nice and fast trip and in the late afternoon I did the 620 km. which separate me from home. Next year Holland again: I've many friends to visit there! |
