
When I arrived and walked from the train station to my hotel, I was surprised to see so few people out and about. It was a hot Sunday, so I checked in and soon went out to see what the town had to offer. Not much! A huge square with a few people riding bikes near few open bars and quick food places. It seemed like a migrant town judging from those I saw who were obviously non-Italian. It is near Bologna, so it could be a cheaper place to live.

I was fascinated with all the bike riding going on – few people walked and no cars. I thought Fairhope could benefit from larger bike-only lanes after seeing young and old riding. After spending some time visiting a large ceramic museum that showed the early beginning of ceramics through today in Italy and walking around, I was bored to tears with this town. My hotel was the nicest in town, which was not saying much. It was a 4 star but did not serve lunch or dinner in the restaurant two of the 4 days I was there due to summer I guess. I decided to travel to Bologna the next day.
In the middle of the night I woke up and thought “I have not seen my wallet for a few days”. I immediately got up, turned on lights and looked everywhere for it. I had been using a smaller, lighter, cross body leather pouch purse for a few days and not using my larger purse that had the wallet in it. It was nowhere to be found and I could not even remember when or where I last had it (age setting in). It was also a very nice woven Italian wallet I had used for 14 years and a favorite.
After a very restless night, I was really worried. My driver’s license was in that wallet along with my health cards. I had planned to rent a car in Umbria in a few days and that would be a huge problem! I also needed a car when returning from the airport/train to Aviano after this trip south.
Thankfully, my credit cards and passport were in another location. I visited Bologna to try to relieve my stress and kicking myself all day for not thinking. When I returned, I emailed every place I had been while trying to remember when I last saw it. I think I had it in the car at one point – but never could remember more than that. One by one the emails came back with no good news. I could not reach the Venice airport and my car rental place despite trying many numbers and getting nowhere. I was bummed for at least two + days with the worry of it.
I did immediately order a duplicate and received a temporary DL online. Unfortunately, everything I read said you had to have the actual card in hand to rent a car! I had copies of my original on my phone – but it did not do me any good. Note to self: in future – get a duplicate well before you leave and put them in two different places or have a checklist you look at of important documents every day or so!
I had looked forward to seeing friends that live in Fairhope and Umbria during each year for a couple of days. I was renting a car to get to their area that did not have public transportation. Frankly, I was not in good enough spirits to visit Umbria after my visit to Rome in a few days. Renting a car to get there was impossible without a license, and I did not want to put them to any trouble knowing they would go out of their way to help and entertain me. Unfortunately, it was time for plan B.
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My dishes |
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Ceramic Museum pics |
My next stop before Umbria was to be a brief day or two in Rome where I was scheduled to have dinner with an Italian professional colleague. With regrets, I decided to forgo Umbria, give myself a needed break and attitude adjustment with two extra days in larger Rome where transportation, lodging, and dining was much easier. It was a needed decision during a stressful time.

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