Albergo delle Drapperie
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... with bags in their hands!
Went to the Piazza Maggiore after breakfast. It is the historic centre of town with the obligatory church/cathedral (Basilica del Santo Petronio). We visited the City library first. It is a very cool library, very modern but with a beautiful old ceiling. Couldn't do much reading as it is all in Italian.
It was the Church after that. The most interesting thing in the church other than the ...
... to Santa Maria dell Vitae, another city centre church (there are many in case you hadn't noticed by now) with some great art. The highlight of this church though is a sculpture set in red terracotta, showing the three Marys lamenting over the body of the Christ. They are all so clearly devastated that, as well as being life size, the figures are truly life like. The whole set has been accurately described as "a petrified scream". Simply wonderful. What is really hard ...
... of the stalls of the Christmas street market. Now all he has to do is pack the dirty socks and then go round to the post office tomorrow again. Incidentally, Italian post offices are great places to see numerous breeds of dog. Why do people take a dog on a trip to the post office, where they surely know from experience they will have a long wait, and the dogs will bark and squabble?
Anyway, back to Bologna. ...
... even Rome only has 23) connected hy crowded walkways, millions of signs, several lifts (some not working) at least two long escalators, and several miles it seemed of stairs. Eventually we found our way, maming a mental note to allow about two hours to find our way back when we move in three days!
We found a taxi with no trouble and got to the hotel around noon. It's ok, but "cheap and cheerful" describes it well. ...
... looked like a post office. I stopped and walked up and saw there was an ATM. I was almost completely out of petrol and I had seen a small garage a few kilometers back, so I thought it would be safest to head back. I made it and filled the bike up. I fixed the exhaust which had been knocked off as I hit a hole earlier. I added a bit of engine oil and felt exhausted but relived.
It turned out that this was the last small village before hitting the costal ...