Formula 1 at Indianapolis by Daniele Somenzi

Formula 1 at Indianapolis I left with Delta for Atlanta where I changed planes with final destination Indianapolis, where I arrived in the evening of the same day, though in my body it was already 3 in the morning and I was sleepy. looking for a hotel by taxi, not a chance, during the days of the GP they're all full, I slept on the carpet of the airport in a secluded spot. The next day, the stream of people woke me up, so I took the bus to the circuit, the speedway. I enjoyed the Friday practice first from a part of the immense grandstand then the second part of the practice, from the grandstand right in front of the pits, and in fact opposite the ferrari. I went deaf with every pass, they were hammer blows on my ears, which I enjoyed anyway. Schumacher, had even crashed out. we're in 2003, lots of fans of Montoya, with flags everywhere.

Once practice was over, I left the cauldron of 300 thousand seats heading back to the airport by bus, where the domestic flight took me to New York for the connection to Milan where I arrived the following morning. A mad dash of 3 days. if I don't do them now when will I do them, when I'm in the cemetery? Bye