I was already on my way down towards the opening on Corso Ercole I, already pedalling along by the garden wall, already in sight of the gate, and Alberto still kept sending out his foghorn sounds.
Ordurako, corso Ercole I d'Esteko sarrerarantz joaten ari nintzen, ordurako, murru ondotik pedalari eraginez, ataria ikustera iristen ari nintzen, eta Albertok bere "olifantea" jotzen jarraitzen zuen.