Europe 2007

Bologna - The Two Towers by Night

Literally translated, La Grassa is "The Fat", and rightly so. After the culianary disaster that is Venice, Bologna has set our stomachs (now slightly rounder) back on track with some magnificent home style pastas and antipasti the last two nights.

For those without the knowledge, Bologna is the birthplace of such luminaries as Mortadella, Tortellini (and its fat cousin Tortelloni), Lasagne, and Spaghetti Bolognese, which of course the locals don't call Bolognese, but instead Ragu (and they don't eat it with spaghetti either, but Tagliatelle).

We've partaken in these delights in two small trattoria in the student district of Bologna, and both nights the food and service have been wonderfully italian. Tonight in particular, when our food arriving at our table was accompanied by a flurry of activity, with no less than six bottles and shakers of assorted vinegars, herbs and spices arriving in quick succession. We also sampled the local Lambrusco (a sweet bubbly red), which was brilliant.

Outside of the delights our tastebuds have encountered, Bologna has also provided one of (if not THE) highlights of the trip so far, at least for Nick - a guided tour of the Ducati Factory and Museum. The Factory was fascinating, and we saw the very place our multistrada was constructed by loving Bolognese hands. The factory is quite small, and very hands on, which is enough to make any ducatisti gush with pride. There will be plenty of photos to follow (we took almost 100 in the museum alone). Also, we were quite welcome there, thanks the the recent exploits of Aussies Casey Stoner and Troy Bayliss in the Racing recently.

Nick and Loris Capirossi's MotoGP Bike

We're out of time now, so arrividerci!

Don't come to Italy to get a good Italian meal. Well, that's the message Venice has sent so far, anyway. We've had a couple of good, cheap, slices of pizza, but after two dinners, it's been two duds, particularly tonight.

An italian restaurant in the heart of a classical italian town run by non-italian asians should have been warning enough, but we ate there anyway. Well Nick ate there, Lisa just looked at her meal in disgust and promptly had it returned to the kitchen. In short, it seemed as though they had (barely) prepared our pasta dishes earlier that day, then added a LOT of salt and (barely) microwaved them before serving them up approximately two minutes after we ordered them. Yummy. At least we didn't pay for Lisa's meal, which, incidentally, consisted of packet pasta, one or two mushrooms and some salty water. We'll reiterate, yummy.

Other than the crappy dinners, Venice has been brilliant. It's a beautiful, if slightly smelly, town (it's definitely not a city, not after Paris), with amazing architecture, and pigeons and American tourists in ample supply. Neither of us can work out which is more annoying...

Venetian View

Our hotel is a genuine bargain, and a real find, thanks to Lisa. It's situated right on the Canal Rio della Fava, and our room is huge, comfortable, and most importantly - air conditioned. It's even got a TV! Unfortunately it seems all it shows is American TV shows badly dubbed by Italian Midgets (they all have very high, almost hysterical voices).

View from our window

Our Gondola - post gondle

We were warned, but there is a very, very loud garbage gondola that churns past our window at about 5 in the morning, and seems to idle there for the next two hours. Oh well, at least it ensures we get up for brekkie, which is by far the best freebie we've encountered on our travels. A very tasty cereal, peaches, abricot cornettos (that's apricot croissants for you non-euros), and of course, nutella, which seems to be the staple diet of everyone in the EU.

Two things worthy of note - The alchohol here is tres cheap. Want a tally of Becks? $8? $6? Try $1.60. Yep, it's pretty easy to get sloshed, unfortunately italians frown upon it. Strange people.

The other thing, is the bar we visited tonight. Tres Cool, Tres Jazzy, and the ubiquitous cheeky italian guy behind the bar. Served Nick some very nice wine that wasn't on the list though. And got Lisa nice and tipsy (Long Island Ice tea...).

Our Internet place is closing now, so that's all for tonight. So until next time, Buon Serra.

Bissous and Ciao Bella, Nick and Lisa