Bologna’s Three T’s

Discovering Pleasures of this City of Towers, Tortellini, and Tette

Whenever I’m in Italy I find myself standing next to a stranger, admiring a naked woman.

Bologna’s Fountain of Neptune

Such as when I stood in Bologna’s Piazza Maggiore with a scholarly-looking signor, gasping over a naked nymph who was spouting water from her breasts. The sculpture, (accompanied by three sister nymphs), forms the base of the Fountain of Neptune. The stranger…