Beginning the journey west. Before leaving Italy we tried to pay the parking ticket. What a strange and convoluted process: 90 minutes from Post Office to Bank 1, then to Bank 2 (apparently only one will work), where a nice manager escorted us to the Police Station, where a bored commandant filled out a piece of paper, then back to Post Office. Then the clerk at Post Office decided to process a huge stack of mail, very, very slowly, before taking my money. No wonder tourists just leave town without paying! The best thing about the process: all the facilities were located around the same town square!
When we finally got out of town, travel through the Italian Alps was very interesting: green, lots of tunnels and very high bridges. Strange finds at the rest stops: rubber chickens and Mardi Gras masks??
