Happiness, bells, Lohengrin
We had an uneventful second day in Bologna; we bought a music stand for me and groceries for us in the morning. There was another protest outside our front door, too. This one was teachers at a school who were unhappy with administrative decisions that seemed to devalue teaching (does this sound familiar?). We chatted with one of the teachers, which was pleasant. In fact, everyone that we interact with is pleasant, which seems counterintuitive - it's a big city, and we would expect less patience and kindness than what we have received. In the evening we took a walk, expecting to get dinner at a Greek restaurant, but instead, we were attracted by one of the hundreds of hole-in-the-wall food places. This one made falafel sandwiches for us. The food was really good, but we also chatted up the proprietor. He left Iran at age 19, when the Shah was deposed, and he hopes and believes that the current unrest in Iran will finally overturn the religious authoritarians.
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