Across the Mountain Pass to Italy

We drove up the winding roads high up into the mountains to Italy, cooked a meal in the van on the mountain then we ended up at a dirty campsite in Turin (Home of Juventus) run by a miserable lacklustre man. Cycled around the city for an hour and had an okay meal and drinks. Not a great city, very very straight roads with huge buildings, now back up that winding hill to the filthy site.