Every backpacker knows these days: hungry, dead tired, feet hurting, raining, freezing cold, bags too heavy, too much sightseeing… Even my favourite jeans (the second only ones with me) got broken.
It was cold and rainy in Venice and we had been a bit too much in churches and museums so it started to feel like brains overloading. Sasi said he couldn’t believe there would be so many churches in Italy – and we have only been just a few cities! Almost 2 weeks without break going from place to place and walking several kilometres per day just started to be enough – especially after still recovering from the flu. We needed to stop for a bit.
When coming to Bologna we were exhausted. So it felt really nice to be welcomed by an easygoing bunch of people. Mind you, all our hosts have been amazing so far and it has been really a pleasure to meet these new friends.
Now we have been mostly chilling out for two days. Slept 12 hours last night and did some light walking/sightseeing today. Bologna is truly a cool city with loads of students and lively culture scene. We both like it in here a lot, not only just because our wonderful hosts in this shared bohemian, should i say hippie, flat. People keep coming and going, everyone is invited for the dinner around a big table, and there is someone’s dog on the floor…
Upfreshing has also been a small flirt. Exchanging the looks is guaranteed, but that waking the statues to live… In the centre on Piazza Maggiore, there was these mimic artists performing statues, all dressed in white and face painted. I gave some coins to one of them and he waved me closer. Before I realized what was happening, he was kissing me. On the mouth. And he kissed me again, and again. Sasi was like oo-okay, and hundreds of people on the piazza were cheering and applauding. It was good thing that my face was completely smudged by his white paint since people didn’t see me blushing. What else i could do but bow and fade away. The statue left miming heart-broken.
Maiku
