“And then Monaco…”
Dublin Airport can be a dreadfully depressing place on a Sunday evening, especially on a day like today.
As the night draws and rain spills, one can only hope the sky is clearer on the other side in London.
Alas, hope does not always transfer to reality.
This week is all about Monaco. Following escapades in Hockenheim for DTM and Formula 3, trailed a week later by the Pau Grand Prix in the Pyrénées, a rest bite was needed this weekend.
Admittedly, these plans don’t always come to fruition, but sometimes it is nice to not be at a racetrack on a weekend.
There will be a few days in work and then a flight to Nice on Thursday morning, which will (in theory) connect to a short train journey to Monaco, where I hope arrive some time during Formula One practice.
The focus this weekend is, as always GP2 and Formula Renault 3.5, although as this will be my first visit to Monte Carlo, I am intrigued to see how it shapes up compared to the streets of Pau.
As usual, throw out the formbook, because when it comes to Monaco, choosing a winner is quite impossible – these streets are far too unforgiving for such a guess.
I can only hope it stays dry.