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... car with Bistro (Vino anyone?).
The train also had high speed Wi-Fi which allowed Bill to get some work done while traveling.
After passing through Rimini the train traveled down the coast of the Adriatic Sea until we reached ...
After noon we hop on another train to Modena, a short 20 minute train ride from Parma. We are in the hometown of tenor Luciano Pavarotti and automobile company founder Enzo Ferrari.
Yes, we see another beautiful, grand cathedral and more beautiful piazzas. We walked through an Artisanal Craft Fair in a small piazza. We stop ...
... a.m. We drag ourselves out of bed between 9:30 and 10:00. What jet lag? Fear sets in as I've yet to have a cappuccino in Italy. We're running out of time--cappuccino is ordered only in the morning. My first cappuccino in Bologna was ordered and delivered around 11:00 a.m.today. Lovely.
We take a "Hop On, Hop Off" tour this afternoon. We hop on and stay on ...
... to shops, wifi and cheerful bar manager who, in my case, also doubled as imminent boyfriend.
I don't remember what ensued. There could have been a tearful exchange, perhaps some hugging and walking together and undoubtedly some remorse and apologising. What I do remember is deciding that the best way to make it up to him was to go to a very wild and outrageous gay and lesbian foam party that night.
... even hired a fantastic, surprise bicycle for him that we could charge through the city together on. It was destined to be a good time really.
I'll be honest, as I'm writing this from the Victoria State Library, two and a half years after the event, I have no bloody clue how he got to my apartment but I have this sort of hazy recollection of meeting him at the airport...or maybe somewhere off the bus at some point like the good friend I am. Oh wait, hang ...