Bergamo Proseco

It hasn't rained here for three months, but it's chucking it down now, so we've taken refuge in a bar in the old town and indulged in a glass of proseco. The old town is a warren of very narrow streets and alleys but luckily the medieval builders had the foresight to make the city gates wide enough for buses.

All this sight-seeing is tiring so tomorrow we head for the hills and a five-night stop-over in an apartment we just booked.

Blip courtesy of Mrs BrB.