B&B Hotel Ferrara
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- Drycleaning onsite
- Meeting rooms/conference facilities
- Reduced mobility rooms
- Multilingual staff
- High-speed internet in room
- Non-smoking rooms
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Public transportation in Italy is phenomenal. You really could live here without a car. We decided to take the FrecciaRossa (high speed) from Bologna to Bari. This train can travel along at 300 Km/hr. about 180 MPH. The trip took about 5 ½ hours and was absolutely wonderful. The seats were very comfortable and there was ...
So, we finally arrive in Bologna late Thursday morning. We find our AirBnB, dump our luggage and hit the streets of Bologna. We find a narrow little alleyway with markets, shops and bars. Oh the cheeses, the hams hanging from ceilings, the cold cuts--mortadella, salami, pastas-and on and on it goes. The little tables outside, crowding the alley even more, beckon to ...
... we thought we would walk back to the cable car, take that up the hill, then get the lift back to the carpark. We set off down the hill but couldn't find it. We walked up and down hills, asked 3 locals who didn't speak English but pointed in vague directions and we still couldn't find it. We eventually got back to the car park and took the lift instead.
The town was ...
... to live: safe, quiet, and friendly. It has the museums, theatres, and culture of a large European city, but without the traffic and size. And in a city with no cars, you meet your friends in the street while walking everywhere. Leonardo comments that it is best to live on the top floor in Venice (which they do), as the lower floors tend to be humid and lack for daylight. But of course there are typically no lifts, something we're well aware ...
... disappeared. Emotions are fickle, slippery things as you probably know: one second you've absolutely laid down the law, the friendship has reached an impasse, you will not be going down that treacherous road again...and the next second you're sobbing uselessly over memories of times gone by and realising that you actually have hardly any memories of a time when this hopeless twit was not, in fact, your best ...