I bump into a mate while walking around and he tells me there is more. But it’s not here. It’s down the road.
We hightail it out of there, but before making a date with his Lancia Ypsilon hire car, there are a couple more sights to see.
There are a few public car parks kicking around and the stuff not on show is somehow also extremely alluring.
You may have seen a hashtag floating around on social media lately: #alwayscheckthecarpark. It’s a cliché, but it’s a cliché for a reason.
There is cool stuff you rarely see elsewhere. An Alfa 75 Turbo? Sure. A tiddly Fiat 850 Sport Racer, complete with white racing stripe, parked behind a Bentley Continental R with a beige roof? Good stuff. A one-of-a-fricken-kind Maserati Shamal Spider prototype? Why the hell not?!
Out of the underground and into the light. The sun is baking now as we hit 3pm. A slew of classics, such as a Zagato-bodied Lancia Fulvia, pass me on the street.
Our final stop of the magical mystery tour is set in a truly magical place. It’s called the FuoriConcorso. This isn’t as old or as prestigious as Villa d’Este but it is slightly cooler. A bit if you know you know. Some might even call it underground.