[Dennis Kalma]

A bit of humour about Monza. Went there to see the GP in 1986 (or so I recollect). Long line ups outside of the ticket booths to exchange our voucher for the actual tickets....took about an hour.

Wife (also known as my in-house travel agent) insisted on doing the exchange, I waited patiently at a nearby beer garden. Wife came back almost wild...apparently in the milling mass of people lining up, she was being groped, grabbed, caressed, fondled and otherwise being touched "inappropriately" by every Italian guy.... and there is a lot of them at the GP, believe me.

Her and an American lady eventually commiserated on their plight, and more or less clung to each other for the last while, not knowing which way to turn, look or what to do. I suggested that she could have belted a few of them across the chops....but since she is aspiring to 5' tall....she did not....I supposed, of course, that she actually would want to...

Other than that, it was a great experience. Every time Ferrari went by the crowd went nuts. Ate at a restaurant which expanded tables out to block half the street, met some great people, drank way too much wine, ate way too much fine food.

I've driven Spa....or at least when the section was a public road...its nearby to where we will be living in a bit, so we'll undoubtedly give the GP a visit then...it is my favourite track in the F1 circuit....

Dennis