The Day 1, I got up very early because of the jet lag. It was 7'o clock in the morning.I walked around the town to look for breakfast. Starting from the San phillipo hostel, I passed the Ducal garden, Piazza Grande, and Piazza della Torre. The streets were empty, the air was humid, I recalled many years ago when I walked on the quiet stone streets in Verona. It was a similar feeling, far far away, long long time ago, I strolled in a foreign city full of history, culture, and mystery...
Italian breakfast is very simple, with only bread, coffee, and juice. People in suits come in, eat and drink, say hello to each other, and read the local newspapers, then leave for work.
In the evening, a roommate from Naples invited me for the dinner, farfalle with tomato sauce, which was cooked by himself.
Italian breakfast is very simple, with only bread, coffee, and juice. People in suits come in, eat and drink, say hello to each other, and read the local newspapers, then leave for work.
In the evening, a roommate from Naples invited me for the dinner, farfalle with tomato sauce, which was cooked by himself.
Day 2, I bought a secondhand bike for 55 euro, and it functions well, though I wanted to buy a Bianchi vintage VIGORELLI Shimano 105 for 1690 euro. I gave up the idea because colleagues said there were many bike thieves here. The spring comes late here but it's coming. I found a Chinese restaurant named butterfly, and the dishes taste not bad, though it's Italian style cooked with tomato sauce. After the dinner, I walked through three main pizzas in half an hour, a small town indeed.
Day 3, Another early morning, I walked into the Ducal garden again, meeting some Cocks.
Day 4, I wandered around, looking into the posters and flowers. I biked in the shower to buy some pots in a Chinese store. I read Pasolini Requiem by Barth David Schwartz in the evening.
Day 5, It was weekend, and there were lots of people on the streets. I walked through the craft market, then visited the military academy, bell tower, Cathedral, and the city museum. Most architectures and arts are from middle ages. The military academy is the most famous one in Italy. There are black citizens here, so you can see some modern arts of black people. The Turkish Kabub is very popular here. It is said that they originated from the Turkish in Germany. I have had three in the past week, without trying Italian pizza yet.
