Saturday, April 06, 2013

April 6, the end of the day

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Gelato and sorbetto.  Mine is the raspberry sorbetto.  Isn't it nice that the bench goes so nicely with the sorbetto?.

As we sat on the bench and enjoyed our afternoon pick-me-up, I realized that the women sitting on the bench next to ours were speaking French, and I could understand a lot of what they said.  It was sort of weird, understanding what random people on the street were saying!  When I heard Italians speaking to each other, I understood one word in 50 or 100.  When I heard those two women speaking French, I could follow the gist of the conversation.  Very different!



This is near the train station.  People in the tent were selling used (and/or remaindered) books on multiple days when we were in Bologna.  I was struck by the modern building next to the old ones.



This billboard was on our path back and forth to downtown.  I'm not sure it looks like she's having fun.........  I think maybe she's saying "Shoot me now.".............



It was this time of day when I took the pic near the top of this post, which shows this park.



We are walking home on the west side of the street (all the other times we happened to be on the east side).

Here is our neighborhood church from farther away than usual.

I finally thought to search on "church bologna indipendenza" (the big street in front of the church -- the one we took back and forth to downtown -- is Via dell'Indipendenza), and I believe I have identified this church.  I believe it is Chiesa del Sacro Cuore di Gesù.








Another building which at first might appear rather plain, but upon closer examination turns out to have rather more embellishment than I noticed at first.




We went to the grocery.  Orzo is rice-grain-shaped pasta in Italy, too.  They apparently roast it (?) and grind it and drink it?



On our way home from the grocery.  This seems like an odd sort of building to have anything at all to do with dating, all alone in the middle of a parking lot......  The ambience seems all wrong.

It turns out that blindate means "reinforced." The business is about reinforced doors, rather than about dating strangers.



In order to facilitate chronological traversal of these posts, here is a link to the next post.

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