On our way to Liguria and we stoped for the night in a small village on the way called Brescello that seemed nice and cozy. Went for a walk and found a museum about two italian men, Peppone e don Camillo, that we never heard of, but they seem pretty big here in Italy.
On our walk we became alert, something was wrong. We met some strange people that seemed to keep an eye on us. One dwarf took our back and followed us around this small village, and said something in Italian that we didn't understand. We were a bit confused over all this but we went back to our van to make dinner.
We google the town and of course we had ended up in a really strange place. Brescello is the village where the autorethis doesn't work, it's the headquarter of the Italian mafia 'Ndrangheta...
We thought of maybe go a bit further and stop for the night somewhere else, but we finally decided to stay where we were.
The day after we woke up, alive and without being kidnaped... good for us, but maybe next time we'll check the village up before we decide to sleep in it (naah, maybe not... only if we orkar... fck google translate)