I made the trip by train from Genoa to Bologna. More cold and more rain. I spent several days there and never stopped raining. In a market I can buy a poncho for very little money.
I meet to Raluca, one Romanian girl, and I could sleep at her home. It was lucky. I was also with The Feetosopher. He invited me to a delicious typical food of the area. That was the best of the rainy Bologna.

Nice poncho.