Our waking times have been creeping towards more decent times (sevenish rather than sixish). With very little urgency to do things, we made it down to breakfast around 0930. It was a little rushed as the buffet finishes at 1000.
We saw a table with a shocking mess on it, a fair amount of unconsumed food and even food on the floor. We naturally thought that it would be a certain nationality, especially with unconsumed mozzarella balls which could have been mistaken as something else. Kim asked the waiter, who replied “No, they were kids”. Lol!
It’s quite a coincidence that I had made a facebook post exactly a year ago about this nationality in Maldives. The post covered a variety of issues, eg. noise, spitting, littering, and just tossing smaller unwanted fish they had caught beside the front door of the hotel (in the hot tropical sun).
We had toyed with the idea of driving to Venice (2 hours) and parking outside then taking the train in. We then decided it would be too much and opted to explore nearby sights. First up was the Ducati factory and museum but that turned out to be closed (like many things around Italy due to the holiday period).
After that little fizzer, we drove into Bologna’s Piazza Maggiore to revisit it. The visit brought back memories. There was the basilica, the many portico’ed fronts of buildings and also the two towers. We climbed to the top of the Asinelli tower last time so didn’t bother this time around.
The late breakfast and heat was taking a toll on our lunchtime appetite. We didn’t see anything light and appealing so left the city centre to the laundromat we had found yesterday evening (more for Kim than for myself). While waiting for our laundry to be done, we got some fruit and a salad from a supermarket. Kim was badly in need of a haircut. We stumbled on a salon and fortunately for him, it was operated by Chinese and I was able to give them his shearing instructions.
The day was soon over. We grabbed dinner at a pre-made pizza place across the road from the hotel. The pizza base was thick (unlike the normal Italian thin crust) but susprisingly light. Not what I had expected in Italy but it felt lighter and healthier (if that’s a word you can use on pizza).
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- Main street Bologna.
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- The taller tower is called Asinelli while the smaller, more leaning one is Garisenda.
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- The taller tower is called Asinelli while the smaller, more leaning one is Garisenda.
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- Back streets of Bologna.
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- The Basilica on Piazza Maggiore.
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- Piazza Maggiore.