- Continental Breakfast
- Non-smoking rooms
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Wheelchair accessibility
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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 ...
... he described Joy. Well, we knew that anyway!
After the excitement of San Salvatore and Guercino's tomb, we walked on to San Paolo Maggiore and San Domenico, two more glorious churches with wonderful artwork. San Domenico, where Reni is buried, is described as "a treasure house of Italian art" and rightly so. About the only thing missing for Joy was a hidden Caravaggio! In between these two, Michael found a cute little bar serving great coffee and brioches ...
... not one church, but seven. With a mind numbing history and architecture. Joy has taken a zillion photos, which we will try to load soon. One problem with this hotel is that the Internet is very slow for loading photos, and we have to pay for it. Hmmm - like being back in the Dublin tour hotels! We'll get them up as soon as we can honest.
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... palazzi, churches galore, old style shops, and miles of covered arcades, all with a unique appearance. The predominant colour is the warm brown typical of northern Italy - another thing Joy swoons over!
Eventually we met up at the gallery again, and having freshened up with a glass of wine and a rest in the hotel, went out to look for dinner. By chance we found another "Rosarose", and couldn't beleive our luck. ...
... 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 ...