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Bologna: Saturday, July 5, 2014



I am so happy at "my spot" at San Mamolo. I have my little terrace. When Paola is setting up breakfast at 6:30, she immediately brings me a coffee on my little table, before the breakfast room opens at 7:00.

I enjoyed my peaceful early morning time in my "happy place", and wrote this little poem:

Italian morning
Birds chirping, soft sunlight, the trickle of a fountain;
Scents of honeysuckle, lavender and geraniums;
Dark, rich coffee and smiling dark eyes;
"Buon giorno"
How could it not be?

I had an early breakfast, unpacked, and went for a long walk down Via Independanzia to the Saturday market. I bought an Italian cotton nightgown and a pair of mint green sandals for a total of 15 euro. I stopped at the TIM store and got my month's plan for my Italian sim card for my i-Phone with unlimited calls, texts, data, and 250 minutes to the U.S. to speak with Brad until he arrives. I wandered into a few shops and stopped for coffee. Then at 11:30, I met Shannon at the market to gather items for our welcome bags. We had coffee at Eataly, then shopped for goodies and treats for our bags. We were done by 2:30 for some down time.

We met at 6:00 at the Bar Celastina for an apertivo. From there we walked to the neighborhood where we would have dinner. A soccer game was on, so we found a funky bar a couple blocks from the restaurant, that turned out to be the weirdest place I have ever been to in Bologna! We called it the "anarchist-gay-hippy-tatoo bar" with great 2 euro wine. It was very hot and humid, but Shannon got to watch soccer, and watching the people there was QUITE an experience. Let's just say we were the oldest, most over-dressed, non-lesbian, untattooed women there!

I chose one of my favorite restaurants, Antica Osteria Romagnola, for our dinner. We were not disappointed.


We began with their assortment of antipasti: sliced mortadella, fresh ricotta (that tastes like the cow was JUST milked in the kitchen), beans, tomatoes, olives, and cippolini onions in a balsamico glaze, all served with fresh bread and piadini. Our entree was a baby suckling pig (maiolino) for two with roasted potatoes. The wine was delicious, and we had their special dessert of coffee gelato with espresso and coffee liquore. (Shannon was up quite late from the caffine!) Amazing as always!





After dinner, we headed to Piazza Maggiore, where hundreds of chairs were set up for a film festival. We never thought we'd get a seat, as they were showing a documentary before the main feature, A Hard Day's Night. We lucked into a table at one of the bars on the piazza with a great view of the huge screen, and a table and waiter for wine to boot! Lucky us! It was so fun to watch the Beatles (no subtitles for the Italians), and of course I sang along with every song. There was the cutest young Italian guy, half my age sitting next to me, sharing my ashtray, whose feet were bopping to the music who was also singing along. It seemed like the whole city was in the piazza enjoying the classic music of my youth! Awesome! A perfect Saturday night!


Comments (3)


Palma it sounds wonderful. SOOOOO happy for you.
Hugs, Ann


I've been patiently waiting to see your trip posts...sounds like you're having a great time as usual. I'm going to Bologna again in October, so I'm excited even more than usual to hear all the details.
Wishing you lots of FUN!


Palma Bella ~ Love the poem! Love your long hair! And love YOU!!!! Cant wait for more blogs of the trip, its like I am getting to visit Italy again. =)

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