Central Park Hotel
- Continental Breakfast
- Shuttle bus service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Wheelchair accessibility
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... head for the flea market. Bought myself a Mao hat, pair of mittens and some audio cables and a car charger for the phones. Again it was pretty surreal as I haggled with the chinese shop owner in Mandarin whilst everyone around, including him was speaking in fluent Italian.
Finally met up with everyone at the Cafe Zamboni, strangely enough situated on Via Zamboni (I tell you these Italians must spend ages deciding on the name of ...
... is that the figures were sculpted in the early 15th century. They are six hundred years old!! As if this was not enough, the church also has an upstairs gallery, with a fantastic painted ceiling, and yet another amazing sculpture set. How come they could do such wonderful work five and six hundred years ago, and now Saatchi pays millions for a crazy woman's dirty knickers and a stuffed shark? It makes no sense.
After all of this, Michael went in search of ...
The reason for this strange title, is that we have decided to send home our laundry - the cases and now stuffed with books and in danger of collapse, and so are we from humping them on and off trains! So this morning Michael made two big parcels and set off to find a post office. He found one but was told the parcels had to be in a box. Where the ###### do we find a box in Bologna??? Well, the answer turned out to be round ...
... 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. ...
... in the road, but all I saw was more mountains. Up and down. Up and down.....
Up and down, and the sun was starting to set. I'd been in the hills for a few hours and I had no idea how close I was to the coast.
I wasn't close at all. The sun went down and it was dark. I had come off the SS12 and somehow ended up on the SS324, an even smaller road with less people and villages. I had no cash and I was running out of petrol. I switched to ...