Motel Marco Polo Bologna
Via Marco Polo, 89/a Bologna, Emilia-Romagna, 40131, Italy
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Day 16
... come to fruition, or if people have a miraculous escape from a life-threatening situation, they 'thank' our Lady with a small offering (see pics). It is truly inspiring.
Onward we drive on the a4 and the a13 to Bologna. Lunch was on the autostrada - a meal deal like the golden arches but with pizza. The view from the car is flat -land, not very pretty - no animals and no crops. Our only purpose in coming here is to see the Ducati factory and museum, so ...
Bologna, Italy
... largest European city based on population). Home to the oldest university in the world, University of Bologna, founded in 1088, Bologna hosts thousands of students who enrich the social and cultural life of the city. Famous for its towers and lengthy porticoes, Bologna has a well-preserved historical centre (one of the largest in Italy) thanks to a careful restoration and conservation policy which began at the end of the 1970s, on the heels of serious damage done by the ...
Marroni in Monterenzio
... Are our hosts white supremacists?! Later it turns out, thankfully, that this in fact means “down!” It is regularly directed at the three month old Cheyenne, a sheep dog in training, who had developed a penchant for leaping out of the sheep enclosure and onto unsuspecting passers-by. With a floppy-eared, waggy-tailed, and incessantly up-beat cuteness rivaling Amelie's kittens, the charms of Cheyenne are hard to resist. Disciplining him is even ...
Bologna (Rosso?)
... it is hard to imagine them as part of the 1940s left-wing resistance. It seems on the surface that the reinvention of Bologna is complete, and the relics of past radicalisms are now simply historical documents. Leaving the Autostazione for our next farm, we pass by a distinguished old Neoclassical building marking a major intersection. On closer inspection, this building is emblazoned with an anarchist red and black flag. Perhaps this transition is not so complete after all.
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My Return to Bologna
... tram to the centre and then catch a night bus to the airport. Well, the tram was a bit nerve-racking because there were a lot of drunks/homeless people on board. My personal space was threatened when one of the characters tried to touch me- and after that I decided to just splurge and take a taxi to the airport. My flight was a little late because we had to wait for a group of Italian retirees to come on board (late, of course- they are Italian ...



