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Showing posts with label Travel Bologna Italy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Travel Bologna Italy. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Bologna ...

Gateway (one of twelve) built in the Middle Ages

We left Norway, flew back to Milan and stayed the night near the airport, as in the morning we were to take the fast train to Bologna.  We arrived there early afternoon and walked across to our hotel directly opposite the station.  This location was perfect for our planned trips to Venice and Rimini in the next two days.

As we only had two afternoons to spend exploring Bologna, we missed out on so much, as I found when putting this post together.  We walked up and down Via de Indepenza for about three hours and the following is what we saw.

Ancient Roman ramparts and the modern

Parco della Montagnola entrance


Bologna is famous for its arcades (or porticos) and has 38km of them, built to shelter people from rain, snow and sun.  Our friend, Alberto, advised that when walking around Italy to look up, as we will miss a lot if we don't.


Look up!

Piazza del Nettuno
Bronze fountain by Giambologna (1565)
Palazzo Re Enzo on the right



Biblioteca Sala Borsa (Library)

I wish I'd known what this building was all about; I would have gone inside!  I magnified the photo when I arrived home (hubby was the photographer this day), read the sign over the door and went looking.  The photo below was taken by Gabriele which I found on her flickr photo page.  

The floor is a giant showcase
featuring Roman and Etruscan relics

Bologna also has the oldest university in the world, founded in 1088.
Photo: Wikipedia

Palazzo Re Enzo (1245)

Look up!
Tower del'Arengo (1259)
A belltower used to call
the people in emergencies
Possibly 180 towers were built in the 12th and 13th centuries.

Bronze statue of Giuseppe Garibaldi
by Arnaldo Zocchi (1862-1940)

Pity we didn't take a photo of his best side!

Giuseppe Garibaldi
Italian national hero
Click to read about his life - a great read!

I do wish we'd had more time there.  The next morning we walked across the road and caught a train to Venice; I can tell you that will be a short story as it was bucketing down!