The relaxation didn't last all of last evening, around 21:30 thunder, lightning and torrential rain came and carried on through the night. This morning is fresh and cool but at least the skylights are cleaner. This site has been a lovely spot, worth a longer stay but we must move on. The staff are really friendly too, as Ali gets out to dump rubbish a man takes it from her, then they wave us off up the lane.
The A14 is not busy and driving is easy as we travel parallel with the railway and the Adriatic. Near Rimini we see the grandstands and some of the Missano motorcycle racetrack, named after Marco Simoncelli, a local rider who died here in a MotoGP crash a few years ago. We also think of one of Marco's on-track rivals, Nicky Hayden, currently fighting for his life in a hospital nearby, after being injured in a road crash last week.
The last views of the Adriatic fall behind us then the sky darkens for another thunder storm and deluge. Luckily there is a servicce station only a few miles on so we stop for lunch while the storm passes.
Leaving the motorway the toll won't take our cards so we get a long 'pay-later' ticket and continue into Imola. The camperstop is occupied by a fun fair but we find parking nearby and go to the Autodromo Enzo et Dino Ferrari, former home of the Imola Grand Prix. Ali had emailed the circuit for information and at the museum Francesco says he's been expecting us. The museum's current display is of F1 cars from Imola's Grand Prix years 1963 to 2006. Among them, one the Ferraris driven by Michael Schumacher, now dealing with a serious head injury, two cars driven by Michele Albereto, killed at Le Mans, and tributes to Ayrton Senna, who died here in 1994. That same weekend also claimed Roland Ratzenburger who is rarely mentioned. All great racers, all fondly remembered by their fans.
Outside the museum we walk to the park past the infamous Tamburello curve and down to the Ayrton Senna memorial. The life sized bronze doesn't depict Senna's jubilation for any of his 41 race wins or 3 world championships. Instead he sits on a plinth, serene and expressonless, almost as if sleeping. Along the trackside fence are tributes, flags, flowers, messages, some new some old and faded. In this leafy little square the sense of loss still felt by his fans is tangible.
Back to modern times, there is a Lamborghini festival this weekend and we see a few doing laps of the circuit or growling around its surrounding streets.
Not having the camperstop available we have to look elsewhere for tonight. Five miles away is Dozza so we head there and find one of the two signposted motorhome places.
Dozza is a neat and tidy fortress town famous for its wine and murals so probably worth a quick look in the morning.

Dinner: Pasta shells and pesto
CD of the day - Oasis - What's the Story Morning Glory