My Travel Adventures

We woke up at 6:45 this morning to accommodate our very busy itinerary. The first item on our list: acquiring breakfast. At the café just around the corner from our hotel, I acquired a pistachio sfogliatella cone and a Neapolitan Napoleon cake, while Aron bought the same cake but a normal sfogliatella. Instead of sitting and eating, however, we took the metro to the Municipio Station. We made it to Molo Beverello with just enough time to buy tickets for the 8:05 ferry to the island of Capri.

Bologna is not within easy reach of Geneva. All flights I could find had layovers, and the next fastest option was a multi-hour series of trains. After much deliberation, I decided that if I ever wanted to make a weekend trip to the city, I would have to take an overnight bus. I had never taken an overnight bus before, and many people dissuaded me from the attempt. However, it was either that or no trip to Bologna, and a nagging masochistic voice within me kept whispering that taking a night bus would be a fun experience.