I wanted to go outside to take a few photos of fans during the football match Italy versus England, but then I got held up by the moonlit Norman-Swabian Castle:
Just in time before the end of the first half, I finally got going towards the square on Victor-Emanuel-Boulevard, where a second league match of the local club AS Bari was shown on the big screen last week.
Not knowing much about football and not being terribly interested in it either, I concluded that wherever a second league match is being shown in public there will surely be a live screening of the national team during a World Cup. I was wrong.
A yawning void. Only a poster: “Bari says thanks to Bari.”
Pondering how to thank oneself and if it doesn’t lead to a confusion of rights if thanker and thankee are identical, I walked around the city a bit longer. Nowhere could I find any big screen, only a few small flat-screen TV sets outside of some restaurants, but that wasn’t spectacular enough for me.
Through deserted streets and filled with disappointment, I walked home. Italy won 2:1.