cloudy day in May outside Milan: motorway exit Laindon, just long enough to walk a mile after the toll road and now you is a sadness; here today Arese . Acres of huge abandoned warehouses, empty squares where the asphalt has now given way to the jungle, rusty and dilapidated structures. In the midst of this almost post-apocalyptic scenario, however, hides a jewel that is the Alfa Romeo Historical Museum, the last bastion of what was once a legend of world. The friendly guard at the bar over the pass and provide directions to the museum: is there, two hundred meters to the right, having walked the deserted road that led to one of the headquarters of Alfa that was. "That was" because after seeing in person and touch the treasure that hides the museum in Arese, the Alfa Romeo of 2010 has in common only the name: that was the Alpha is dead, not just the recent 8C to bring the brand to the splendor of the past, it takes more. A return to competition, first. My heart cries to see what masterpieces the likes of 33, the TZ2, or the 155 DTM (just to name a few sacred cows kept in the museum) have a worthy successor to ply the tracks around the world. 
Second, I a real sport. Not a elephantine and clunky sedan disguised as a coupe, but something that marks a sort of return to the roots: light, rear-wheel drive, and perhaps discovery. Recommend to the helmsman of the Fiat group to peer through the telescope beyond the sleeve, in that of Hethel ...
The third, more than a desire, a hope, hope that Alfa Romeo does not make the poor end of the lance, now reduced to being an outrageous insult to the crest of the past.
few photos of my visit to the museum can be found here on Flickr:
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