Liguria is just like home.. .. you see the english flag everywhere. - unless of course the Ligurian flag happens to be a red cross on a white background?
Genova is northern Italy - a town pressed in between the mountains and the sea. It sprawls along the coast for about 20km and wraps itself around the foothills so that at night they shine with a web of lights. It's not a tourist town. People live here...
The centre is old - fine imposing buildings in what I'd call 'renaissance' style - though in truth they're probably later. Broad avenues, fine facades, gushing fountains and tiny twisty side- streets.
and this week I'm staying in the centre - on the waterfront. I forewent the pleasure of the airport hotel - walking distance to the office - to be in town and enjoy the feel of the city. Not a choice I regret.
Of course that means getting to and from work. But as chance has it the #1 bus takes me right to the office. Twenty minutes watching the changing view of the city. Harbour, port, shops, flats and businesses - the railway and an ugly elevated road scoring through the city. Cars juggle by and mopeds appear in swarms and buzz off again.
How do i know when to get off?
Friday, 26 January 2007
The Italian Job
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