Bologna

Bologna always conjures up visions of food
Arriving to find a vibe of an expectant mood.
As the Tour de France would inaugurally pass this town
The impending event disrupting our ability to walk around.

Chris embarked on a food tour including many pastas
Made by nimble fingers of Nonna’s who are the masters.
Unappealing for me as it involves too much wheat flour
Strolled the Maggiore Piazza with the two leaning towers.

Now closed to the public as too dangerous to ascend
Wandered endless shady porticos with hardly a bend.
Columned & arched differently all designed to stay cool
A plethora of businesses and gelato to make you drool.

62 kilometres of arcades enables so much to view
Partook of lasagne for lunch with Bolognian ragout.
Stumbled across a graffitied window in disguise
Opening to view a canal, was certainly a surprise.

As the day’s humidity rose we headed to the ME train
A short ride to our accommodation, functional but plain.
Chosen for proximity to watch Tour de France riders pass by
Anticipation grew excitement, disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Beautiful San Luca Sanctuary is perched high on a hill
To climb up under 666 porticos you would get your fill!
Architecturally well built with a calm serene atmosphere
Quietly appreciated, before we had to move on from here.Weiterlesen