Oh Italy! Country of wine and cheese, prosciutto and salt-free bread. Never eat bread in Italy. Never. On the 22nd of June K and I boarded a plane for a last-minute getaway to the sun. With a temperatures up to 30°C all day every day, we enjoyed ice creams while walking through the tiny streets of Bologna, the massive crowds in Firenze and over the cutest little bridges in Venice.
Today I’m sharing my pictures from Bologna. Located in central northern Italy, this city was the perfect base camp for our entire stay. We slept in a hotel a little outside the city center, but very close to the train station and the bus stop to the airport. Bologna hasn’t fallen pray to mass tourism yet, so the prices at restaurants and local bars are very reasonable. The only downside really being that not many restaurateurs and store employees speak or understand any English… . Famous for their Mortadella sausages and column galleries, this city was one after my heart. Food + covered sidewalks meant I was never hungry and I didn’t get the sunburn I was preparing myself for. Please enjoy these photo series and I’ll show you part two next Thursday!