The Italian Grand Prix marks the final European race of the season, as we prepare our suitcases for flying away and mentally gear up for tackling the dreaded jet lag. Without stating the obvious, Monza is a legendary circuit and goes hand in hand with Formula 1.
From the steeped banks of the old circuit, to the passion (substitute for ‘craziness’ depending on your tolerance level) of the Italian fans; Monza is what Grand Prix racing is all about.
Speed, history, noise, eccentricity, Monza has it all. It even has the food to cap it all off. And if there ever was a travel blog to discuss our favourite topic, then this is definitely the one!
It’s impossible not to love Italian food. Unless you’re not a fan of pizza or pasta (please skip to the next paragraph), then this is the place to be. You almost feel sorry for the drivers in Italy, as they’re forbidden from tucking into traditional Italian dishes over the weekend. It’s no secret, we LOVE pizza. It’s a major talking point for us, which we always discuss on our Live Facebook chats. Pineapple on Pizza, yay or nay? What sauce do you dip your pizza in? Do you even have a sauce with a pizza? Is ketchup acceptable for pizza? Let us know. In fact, for all engineering debriefs over the Italian race weekend, an additional 15 minutes are added to allow time for engineers and drivers alike to debate their favourite toppings and bases*. Tyre strategy for the race? Pfft, no, that can wait. Where are we eating tonight?
Milan is the closest city to Monza. It’s the place of glamour, art and of course, fashion. Nico loves his fashion, something we do often question judging by some of his clothing statements. It’s a bit of a lottery as to what Nico will wear on arrival to a circuit. Keep an eye out for his leopard printed APL shoes; he thinks they’re cool. We let him believe that, it keeps him happy.
Monza is always up near the sharper end of the warmer races on our ‘Toasty Grands Prix Scale’. It’s hot, hot, hot. There are a lot of red people at Monza year on year. Of course, those who support the famous red cars, and then the people who have left their suncream at home and in turn have gone a wee bit rosy around the cheeks.
It’s surprisingly easy to adopt the mannerisms of the locals, if you want to truly blend into the Italian spirit. Step one, hand gestures. Italians love a hand gesture, say any word along with a hand gesture and you’re already 10% Italian. Step two, ee and ayy. End all sentences with these simple suffixes, and roll the R’s for a bonus. Step three, be loud and irate. Anything you do and say, add the sass and get animated. It’s simple really.
Italy is a great Grand Prix weekend. The atmosphere, the noise of the cars piercing through the trees, the food. It’s almost a perfect recipe.
*We have no proof of this.