Alberto San Vitale & Antique Cafe

My two old haunts. It has even said that there is somethink comforting about going back to a place and seeing yourself. This is how I feel about Bologna. It is not a pretty city but it is my city. This was my first trip after Fran died. My feelings were that even though I was grieving I needed to travel. I was worried I would be afraid to go alone. I came to Italy, stayed mostly in Bologna and battled the pain and lonlieness to travel.
Where I have my cappuccino every morning..