Hotel Holiday Bologna

... Harry Potter, and Italy, and Teaching, Travelling, music, movies. Home and Away. <br>Refresing girls and wonderful souls!<br>I have been so luck on this trip to have met so many wonderful people. People I hope to call friends for years to come!<br><br>Today I am in Ancona and arrived at my hostel to find that even though I e-mailed ahead of time to ask if I could arrive during their closed office hours, it seems ...

Short train ride from Florence after a hair raising trip trying to return the rental car in confusing, congested and traffic restrictied Florence (don't rent a car downtown go to the airport). Bologna is an university town (even Johns Hopkin has a campus). Very historical town with a great plaza area like most towns and a great antique market.

The book, the cursed book known as Lonely Planet advised as follows: cycling has become a popular tourist activity in Bologna. Rent a bike from this or that place, and ride Ferrara, following these road signs. Okay, Mandi and I thought. We're fit, we're active, we can do this. We rented bikes and with fantasies of idyllic rolling hillsides, endless vineyards, and fields full of wildflowers set off on ...

... and stuck his head out and they demanded to see our documents for our car. We got dressed and climbed out withour eyes still half shut and handed over the documents. They stuffed around in their car for a while, asked Matt what his occupation was (thanks Jack) and handed back his passport and let us go back to sleep. Wow that was close, that MOT sticker has saved our **** so many times now!<br><br>We found a motor wrecker ...

... I was a bit perturbed at the Warriors converting a 3rd and 20 and getting a deep touchdown pass out of it. But from then on it was all Giants. On consecutive drives I threw touchdown passes to Reggie on a screen (after missing a wide open Mario on a slant the play before), Chiba on a roll out, Reggie on a swing pass, and finally Mario on a deep post that he caught then hit the pad on the soccer goal that also doubled as the base for the uprights. He ...

... and started ringing bells...nothing...and my backpack was only getting heavier and it was hot out....so i found an Internet cafe and did some research on some more spots...but stubborn me still refused to email any bookings (basically to late anyway) or use the phone to call any of them...so i set out again and no luck...finally i gave up and decided to take the bus to the hostel...got the ticket and went to try to find the stop....the tourist information sheet on the ...

... s a student at Firenze Universita and lives in Florence during the week and returns home on the weekends...and how ironic? She's an architecture major as well! So we all talked back and forth and shared funny stories from Italian classes and what not. So we get to the station finally, the train was running a half hour late so we scrambled to find the bus to take us to the airport. We took the direct route and asked a security guard and he told us to go to "that ...

... the Seven Churches. (I can't remember their exact name, but it's something like that.) The first church was built before the Roman times and the Romans just built over it. So, it is in the shape of a circle, whereas the slightly more modern ones are rectangular. (In the photo, the man in the bright white robe is an African priest. The priests who live there now have an exchange program with priests somewhere in Africa.) By the ...

... when the lunch bell rang and all the assembly workers piled out for the cafeteria, allowing us to wander up and down the production line and the inspection area for finished vehicles without risk of getting in their way. <br><br>Since leaving Australia for Europe over two years ago I&#8217;ve managed to see some things I would never have dreamed possible; the Northern Lights above the Arctic Circle in Norway (on two separate trips), thousands of troops ...

... for dinner. It&#8217;s a beautiful spa town and smells good! I took a long walk through the park and had a Gran Marnier on the patio. Peggy had Amaretto which pleased the bartender/host. He didn&#8217;t like my ordering a French liqueur! The hotel was one of the nicest on our tour. <br><br>We left our window open and it was actually cold when we got up!