When I first saw these last Sunday in Bologna, I thought they were for real. How wonderful that would have been: Italy is the land of the bike. People of all ages, wearing fantastically unsuitable clothes (long skirts, flapping coats) ride around carefree without a helmet in sight.
But this, I realised in the end, is an art installation - though a priest's suitcase might well have looked something like this once.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFqgzqxBBJFc6gRGongU8copUewivFcVT5Ua-bbZoZ869iH1xDUixQyFfj58A12e4k9rLj7h5Hs6Ykn5xAOTGn9hAADYl3u3tyzCpO47_PpUvmqTPVWntfvCm9-O46XVFWD0n6YF-d948/s400/20150920_154608.jpg)
But this, I realised in the end, is an art installation - though a priest's suitcase might well have looked something like this once.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFqgzqxBBJFc6gRGongU8copUewivFcVT5Ua-bbZoZ869iH1xDUixQyFfj58A12e4k9rLj7h5Hs6Ykn5xAOTGn9hAADYl3u3tyzCpO47_PpUvmqTPVWntfvCm9-O46XVFWD0n6YF-d948/s400/20150920_154608.jpg)