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Buona Bologna, buona vita – the last night in Bologna

The party mod and party mood in Il Piratello - Pubtourist

Seeing Via Belvedere didn’t turn out to be the only highlight of the pub life in Bologna at the end. I had to go and experience Via del Pratello to have it all. It was a long and incredibly crowded street with bars, pubs, street food bistros on both sides and many-many people on the street till Continue Reading

Il Calice, Bologna – A real energizer among the tourist sights

Il Calice from outside in Bologna - Pubtourist

Bologna has many faces considering every single feature a city can possibly have. You can get charmed by the historical downtown. You can get lost in maze-like, small and very crowded side streets, full with greengrocers and other vendors before you can escape and arrive to wide open squares again with centuries long sights around you. Continue Reading

Alto tasso in Bologna – Temple of the late nighters

The inside of Alto Tasso in Bologna - Pubtourist

Lets face it, even from the perspective of the pubs and bars, Bologna has a lot of flavors! A city this size should have all the possible genres even over the stereotypes. A bohemian party street belongs to the overall picture. In Bologna Via del Pratello is that street. Alto tasso on its side branch is a Continue Reading

Trapped in a little pub street in Bologna

Via Belvedere in Bologna

When I half-spontaneously headed off exploring Bologna in the evening of my arrival, I found a tiny street with only few houses in it and even to my surprise I spent the greater part of the following 1-2 days there. Now, I am going to tell you how the story of discovering the Via Belvedere, the Continue Reading

Excavating Bavarian “pub paintings” in Bologna

The story of starting an Italian pub crawl with a Bavarian pub in Bologna. (The mentioned pubs: Ein Prosit, Bologna) I arrived to Bologna by train. The surroundings of the railway station are like anywhere else; the very first impressions didn’t seem to be a proper fridge magnet material. Beggars were sleeping on the edge Continue Reading