Chapter 14I got out of the car and walked around to the driver side to pay Antonio. As I was giving him the money, he leaned his head out the window and said, “Signor Steelgrave, are you sure I shouldn’t take you to a hotel? It’s getting dark and this is a bad area of Cremona. Are you sure you will be ok here?”
“Thanks Antonio, but I’ll be ok.” With that he gave a quick “ok, be careful,” and left. It hadn’t changed much since when Bob and I had ventured into this bar. It’s the only place I have had any trouble in Italy. As we were leaving, a woman bumped into me and I was pickpocketed. Later we found out that this was the area that had a lot of drug use and was not a place to be after dark.
The Bar was located across the piazza from the back of the Duomo. In front, there were six tables
