Translation: Ferrara- The city of bikes
Speaking in American or
even Italian standards, that certainly is true, but my Dutch half disagrees
with that. Until bicycles have undisputed right-of-way and I see a parking garages
dedicated to the two-wheeled wonders, Ferrara will never come close to the
Dutch.
Don’t get me wrong.
Ferrara is actually a really nice place to be. It’s not at all like I thought
it would be. I imagined more of an Italian village, but in reality it’s pretty
big. There are piazzas (town squares) everywhere, and plenty of gelaterie. The
city even has a cathedral and a castle! Yes, I live a 20 minute bike ride from
a castle. I think that’s pretty cool.
Like most smaller
Italian cities, basically everything closes between 1 and 4 pm, and reopen
until about 7. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to get used to that. There are
coble-stone streets and beautiful old buildings, so it’s definitely a pretty
city, and quite different than the cement buildings in most American cities.
I have to admit, I’m
still getting used to the Italian fashion. Seeing guys with their hair gelled
straight up and wearing skinny jeans is always shocking. And there are scarves
everywhere! If I see someone who’s not wearing one, it’s definitely an
exception to the rule.
Here are some pictures of the city!
My first Italian coffee. I'm easing my way up to the straight shot of espresso
Cathedral at night
The "Mille Miglia" is a "race" for cars throughout Italy, and it stops in Ferrara every year.
There are also Ferraris.
Cathedral during the day
Inside
Our castle (sadly, part of one of the towers was destroyed in the earthquake)
Random epic-looking statue
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