So we were on Day 7 of our holiday and it was time to move to somewhere new, the Dolomites. We grabbed a train north from Bologna station heading for Bolzano, where we would change to get a train further north to Ponte Gardena. As it was we worked out later on, there is a…
Firstly I’ll apologise for the number of photos in this post, there is a lot. But then again we crammed a lot into one day in Florence, probably more than we should and feet were aching by the end and we did around 12 miles in walking. As I’m sure lots of people know, there’s…
Our last day wandering around Bologna and what did we have left to do, we’d booked a train to Florence for the day after and we were leaving for the Dolomites after that, so we looked for some new spots. We searched the map and found we hadn’t been across to the University area, plus…
After three days in Bologna we headed off for a change, a 25 minute train journey had us stepping onto the platform in Modena, home of balsamic vinegar, Enzo Ferrari, Luciano Pavarotti and some fantastic places to visit. We had a rough idea to visit the Duomo and then have a wander around, just enjoying…
So our third day in Bologna was kind of forced on us, a train strike across Italy had meant we stayed put. Train strikes can be regular in Italy, but this one was planned a month in advance so we accommodated it and planned accordingly. It did mean we had had 3 days in a…
So we’d walked to and back from San Luca, the sanctuary up on the hill, through the stunning porticoes. We passed through Porta Saragozza and walked until we found a quiet café for refreshment, out of the sun for a little while. Full of sandwiches and a cool drink we walked towards the centre, we’d…
The Porticoes or Portici of Bologna are a Unesco World Heritage Site and measure in at 62km long, with 40km in city centre. They are made from wood, stone, blocks, bricks, elegantly painted, or just a plain colour, they are long (4km), narrow (95cm) and high (12.94m). They started out as a way to increase…
So we’d finally reached the time to head off, Bologna was the destination as we nervously pulled into a Heathrow car park at 1am. Our flight was at 7:30am but we hoped we could sleep for a couple of hours in the car before getting the bus to the terminal. As it was Linda slept…
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