Bologna

Facing a two-hour wait at the airport, I could choose between catching some fresh air (it smells of rain and jet fuel) and catching some WiFi. Guess which I chose. (answer at the end of the post)

The place is weird. There are some crazy renovations going on and there’s NO MAP of the place – so I spent the first 15 minutes wandering and looking for food and coffee. The coffee tasted like dirt. At least Italians speak some English. ;)

Next stop: Valencia, arriving at 23:40. Won’t report until tomorrow, probably – the last thing I want to do upon arriving at the place of my dreams (well, kinda ;) is to take out my laptop.


Answer: both. What did you expect? :)

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