Brescia is a damn sight easier to leave than to get into, and after a good sleep and a pleasant breakfast we set off south. Eventually onto the P24 past Ghedi, we’re beginning to realise that destination signs tend to send you towards motorways and main roads, and there are no road numbers on the signs. Completely different cycling than the past few Alpine days – flat, straight (Roman?) roads through what Bernard tells us is the “bread-basket of Italy. Doing 20mph or thereabouts much of the way. Drivers and lorries very considerate in general. Thirty degrees but lovely breezes – all very pleasant. We crossed our old friend the River Oglio and are now at the Po at Casalmaggiore. We’ve just discovered that the bridge over the river Po is shut here (!!) so we’re drinking coffee looking at alternatives.