I recently went to Bologna, Italy to go and visit my friend Vittoria. If you are a regular reader of my blog, you will know Vittoria from my chaotic and wonderful adventures in New York. I met her while we were both living there last summer and we bonded instantly over our clumsy, unlucky everyday life – even the day we met we were waiting at different Starbucks’ the opposite sides of Harlem.
Bologna is beautiful and I had a wonderful time. It is famous for Bolognese don’t you know. I love the laid back European lifestyle that Britain seems to have missed out on. Drinking wine at lunchtime with a cigarette while watching the world go by, going for aperitif and eating a small plate of fresh Italian food (so dreamy) – despite the fact it is all you eat are just some of the things I love about the culture. And don’t even get me started on the coffee. Or the pasta. Or the Bolognese sauce.
Take me back!