Surprise at the station in Desenzano. Before the train arrived, 2 attendants bypassed all the passengers and shot a gun in the forehead. Only then did it occur to me that the delayed pride of Freccia Rossa first arrived. So when our Regionale arrived, I felt exactly like Top Gear. How they had first class and Hammond took care of them and then my Scum Class. 
So I was able to discover the industrial zone until the end of the highway area stopped me. The junction of the Brennero-del Sole (dir. south) and Trieste-Torino autostrada is probably the largest by far. And with all the arrivals to collect fees perhaps the biggest. 
So here are 12 lanes! So I was not interested in watching it at all. By far the more interesting one of the branches leads this way. It reminded me of the 1970s in Prague, when all truck traffic was run directly through the center. At least I would record the KGZ here. 
1 of 3 RSM, 26 states. And at dusk to the centro storico. 
And finally, I discovered SK travelers. Perhaps the first of the day. They ran away like me. But the total lockdown hangs in the air …
Probably the best I’ve ever eaten. Lasagne al pesto.