Along our drive, the car's front tire blew. And apparently the Italian cars don't have spares in them? But much to our luck, it blew not a 100ft from the Italian equivalent to Less Schwab. Who would have thought we could be that lucky. So after fixing the tire, we took off and went to the town of Ainahtea where we had some delicious gelato. On the top of the mountain stood the ruins of an old monk monastery. Up where we were u could look down on the rest of the city. Now I have to say Ornella is the best Italian drive I've seen so far.