I just came back from Bologna, where I was reporting on an article on city cycling. I spent two days touring the town on a bright yellow vehicle, graciously lent to me by the Monte Sole Bike Group, met with enthousiastic bike freaks and ate great food. The friendliness of shopkeepers, from bakers to butchers, was so refreshing. Bologna decidedly deserves its nickname ‘La Grassa’ (the fat) for it has the most diet-unfriendly cuisine possible. Which also is the Italian translation to my last name, so yes, my kind of city. Read more →
