GOES WHERE WATER GOES

There is another Bologna made of rivers, made of canals, a Bologna of water.

A city that exists in history, in memories, in memory, but which still exists today, hidden among the houses, behind the ancient buildings, under the streets, hidden in small holes, where the water goes, placid ... where the water never stops… where water still reigns supreme.

There was a time when water was the soul of Bologna, it was the engine of the economy.

It was the defense of the city; if Bologna is our heart, the canals are our arteries, water is the blood of our community. 

Even today, those channels pulsate with stories, speak of men and women, keep secrets, carry memories. 

Through some of these wonderful stories, these freshwater stories, we will travel together in the veins of our beloved Bologna, where the Rhine pulsates.

The stories and emotions that overflow from the Rhine together with its waters. All the stories of men and women, of peoples and countries that the water of the Rhine carries from the source to the valley remain entangled in the Casalecchio Lock and here they rest a little before resuming the journey. Sometimes these stories are so strong and numerous and exciting that they can no longer resist and break the banks, such is their need to be told. 

A magical evening in which we will give voice and music and body to these wonderful stories, right in the place where the river gently lays them with love.